<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752</id><updated>2011-11-26T18:19:11.338-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Now or Never</title><subtitle type='html'>Close your eyes, make a wish...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-7211135702739399211</id><published>2009-01-01T22:17:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:37:53.161-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year, a new life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Ah, time for a new post. I have to admit that I like this whole not-being-pressured to post something fast to keep everyone interested. Yeah, I dig writing this for me, myself and I. Is this what freedom feels like? Or maybe it's just loneliness. Ouch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;I think I chose a funny day to post again, but yeah.. old habits die hard, and I figure I'll forget to post if I don't do it now that I actually have some time for it! Procastrination sucks, but only sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;On my last entry I told you all about my new life philosophy.. well, I have a serious issue with overthinking things. Sometimes I think I do it on purpose, as some wicked way of sabotaging myself. lol that makes me sound like I have a puddle of issues lol Well, the case is that I'm not used to this not-thinking thing, tho I reckon I'm bolder than before! I just.. am not 100% happy with the no commitment thing and I don't know how to say I'm not. Cause I don't want to ruin what I have right now. And there comes the dilemma: should I pretend everything's ok and enjoy the last moments with him? Or should I tell him the truth and possibly be rejected cause he doesn't think we could go back to being in a serious relationship? Gah. Love sucks. It sucks when you don't have it, and when do it sucks too (tho not as bad! lol) cause then you're afraid of doing something wrong and losing your significant other forever. And then comes my lifetime fear of ending up alone. I seriously don't want that and I fight against it in any way I can. But at the age of 23 I already feel like I've lost too many battles. Isn't that ridiculous? I secretely envy my friends cause they managed to have long-lasting relationships (and I'm talking years), when my ones haven't been over 7 months. I know lenght doesn't mean anything, but.. is still feels bad on my side. Like there's something wrong with me that bores the guys I date. Now, THAT sounded pathetic lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;I think I should stop before all guys start pointing me like the girl who writes pathetic blogs about her fear of living a lonely life lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-7211135702739399211?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/7211135702739399211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=7211135702739399211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/7211135702739399211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/7211135702739399211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-life.html' title='A new year, a new life'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-9037743095025359399</id><published>2008-10-10T22:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:16:27.334-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well.. here I am. It's been too long, really. I can't even make up excuses as to why I didn't post here.. it just.. happened? *lol* I don't know.. but it's been over a year since the last update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was thinking what to write about and after reading my last entry all my thoughts disappeared *lol* I just noticed how much I've changed. Maybe not something major, but in a lot of small little things. The basics didn't change: I still work in that place I told you about, I still go to uni [yes, I'm not done yet! but don't panic, I'm fully in schedule :)] and all, but I don't worry about things so much. At some point, something inside of me clicked and I started following my heart rather than thinking endlessly and never acting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It feels so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Danish friend visited Argentina in January. And I decided not to think about what might go wrong and surrender myself to positive thinking. And to living the present as well. And well, things happened *lol* Then he came back on July as an exchange student and he'll be here til late January. You know how these things go.. after meeting again we started a serious relationship. And it felt nice for a change.. that not-thinking thing. I might keep doing that in the future cause I really liked the results.. they made me feel alive, like I haven't felt for a while. Even tho, well.. we sorta broke up. And I say "sorta" cause we met the other day and I asked him something I wouldn't have DARED to ask some time ago. And he agreed! So no, I'm not in a serious relationship anymore. But that doesn't mean I'm not in some kind of relationship! Oh well, it's complicated. But right now I'm all for taking risks and living life to the fullest [for the future is scarce - *lol* sorry, I just had to add that]. I like him, he likes me, we get along. It works. And late January is far ahead in time so I refuse to worry. Talk about some new life philosophy, huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know.. I just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;feel like a year ago I was one tenth of what I am now. Feels like I've grown up somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So yeah, that's pretty much it. I might start Yoga, by the way *lol* Random, I know. OOOOOH! Before I forget, I went to see the theatre play &lt;a href="http://www.siteforrent.com/"&gt;Rent&lt;/a&gt; with a friend. It was SO DAMN AWESOME!!! I would see it 10 million times again. AND I'm going to see &lt;a href="http://www.kttunstall.com/"&gt;KT Tunstall&lt;/a&gt; live in a week! YAY! :D Exciting things coming my way :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't really expect anyone to read this.. but I think I'm writing it for me. Cause it's nice! It's nice to get online, open your blog after a year and notice how much you've grown up without even knowing it. It's.. reassuring :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-9037743095025359399?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/9037743095025359399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=9037743095025359399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/9037743095025359399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/9037743095025359399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2008/10/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh start?'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-6072346895585664492</id><published>2007-08-05T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:10:08.187-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The long-time expected update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah, yes.. it was about time! I know, I know that I totally let this blog die and it's entirely my fault. But today I remembered that I had a myspace account, so everything can happen.. right? I guess there's some kind of weird magic surrounding me that makes me remember things such as log in information, passwords, etc. *lol* That's always good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, it's been almost a year since my last update.. which is a very long time. There's tons of things that have changed since that moment, and others simply remain the same. I doubt any of my old visitors will check this blog without me telling them first, not because they're not my friends anymore [luckily that's not the case! :)] but I'm pretty sure that the lack of updates must have made them forget all about it *lol* Now, back to my year update. Let's see.. where to start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First of all, I broke up with the guy who was my bf back then.. like in October. Since my last post mentions him I thought it was worth some kind of explanation *lol* We were different, things weren't the way they were supposed to be and we kept fighting over stupid [and no so stupid] things, which made our relationship really awkward to the point that there was no coming back. Blah blah blah, he's not in my life anymore. Tho he did contact me some months ago, still don't know why, but oh well.. men are weird - that's not breaking news, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There is a certain guy that catches my attention. Like, all the time *lol* I got an email the other day [not from him tho] stating 17 things you do when you're in love. I was really shocked/amazed/annoyed/worried when I realized that I did almost all of them when it comes to this guy. And I reacted like that cause it scares me the fact that I don't know much about him [and I don't know if he's into me either, cause if he is then he's not letting it show as much as I would like him to *lol*]. Some people did ask me out in the last months, but I didn't want to say yes. First because I wasn't attracted at them, and second cause this guy is all over my head now, so it's pretty useless to date someone else [and it's not like I actually want him to get out of my head either :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On other news, I started working back in November.. YAY me! *lol* I'm working at a company that does cartoons in all sorts of animation [2D, 3D &amp;amp; Flash] for big kick ass tv channels such as Cartoon Network, Fox and Disney. I'm quite happy with what I do there and the working environment is also really cool. My co-workers really rock, I have a real blast everytime I have lunch with them [which is everyday *lol*]. The only bad thing about it is that I'm working 9 hours a day and that I also go to university, which leaves me with little time to do other things [that does explain the lack of posts, right? *lol*]. I was afraid that I wouldn't have enough time for studying and everything so last semester I chose 2 subjects instead of the regular 3, but in the end I managed to find time for it. So now I went back to choosing 3 subjects again.. I hope everything will go just as fine! Next Thursday I need to check if I got them assigned, so there's no need to worry just yet *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;University is going fine, I'm in the second half of my 4th year [out of 5] and really happy because we've formed a really nice group there [I was about to say "top-notch" but then I've been repeating that word in my head for all day long.. so much that it's not even funny anymore *lol*]. Anyway, we're lucky that most of the times we can match our busy schedules to be in the same classes together :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to see Robbie Williams in the end, and what can I say? The show was amazing! :) I really really enjoyed it, and would LOVE to go again if he ever comes back. I also went to see Bryan Adams' show with one of my best friends.. it was awesome as well. And of course, my favorite moment was when he played "Summer of '69".. oh that song has such a strange power on me, makes me all happy and bouncy! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did miss this one show that I'd have killed to see tho. Coldplay came to my city, but they played in an extremely small venue and the tickets went POOF in a second. I would have loved to see them live, but now I'll have to wait.. argh! They said they'll be coming back to do a stadium in 2008, so I'll trust them for now.. I guess not everyone is under the effect of Backstreet Time, right? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right now I definitely want to see &lt;a href="http://www.bodiestheexhibition.com/"&gt;Bodies... The Exhibition&lt;/a&gt;. It's a bit shocking, yes. But it seems to be very educational as well and a great thing to see so it's made it onto my to-do list :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's all for now, I need to get some sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll try not to keep you waiting for a year next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-6072346895585664492?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/6072346895585664492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=6072346895585664492' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/6072346895585664492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/6072346895585664492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-time-expected-update.html' title='The long-time expected update'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-115568181138547725</id><published>2006-08-15T19:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T18:39:06.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop til you drop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Heeeey again! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's up? Not much over here, except that I got back to uni yesterday! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still find it hard to stay awake for the rest of the day after getting up so early, but I think it's a matter of getting used to it. Last semester at least I had Wednesdays off, but now I have to go there from Monday to Friday.. boo hoo! Don't get me wrong.. I love going to university to learn things and I like to hang out with my friends there, I just don't really like getting up early.. and exams *ugh* [but who likes them anyway? *lol*] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't really complain about the "early hours" tho.. I chose my own schedule, so it's toooootally my fault *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's see.. what happened in the last 2 weeks? *thinks* Well, Marce found a job in another city [called Baradero] that's not so far from here [about 120 km.. which isn't far when it comes to distances in Argentina *lol*] so he has to take a long-distance bus and stay there 3 days a week [he goes there on Tuesdays and comes back on Thursday nights]. It's a cool job, he teaches computer-related stuff: how to fix computers, how to operate a certain software [MS Office *lol*] and also the basics. He has 4 different classes, so he's very busy during the day.. which makes it harder for us to communicate [he doesn't get much time off between classes]. What can I say? I miss him! *lol* But I know it's for his own benefit [and I know I won't get much time off either, now that I'm back to uni *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So.. changing the subject, it was my bday! Yay! haha I got some really cool presents.. a perfume [&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/ralph.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one], a top, a book [the Da Vinci code], a purse, money and a ticket to see Robbie Williams next October 14th! ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really thought I wouldn't go there.. really! I had no money to buy a ticket for that show, but I seriously wanted to go.. and now I will, thanx to my beloved cousin! She's the BEST! *lmao* =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With part of the money I got as a present I went shopping.. I haven't done that in such a long time! Everything was on sale, so it was the perfect time to shop *lol* I bought jeans, a blue &amp;amp; white stripped t-shirt and shoes [they actually match the purse I got as a present, I'm soooo fashionable! *lmao*] I still have to buy a watch, I think I'm going to look for one tomorrow morning after my classes at uni.. I also have to buy some books. Shopping mood, huh? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-115568181138547725?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/115568181138547725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=115568181138547725' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/115568181138547725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/115568181138547725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/08/shop-til-you-drop.html' title='Shop til you drop!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-115404082549098235</id><published>2006-07-27T19:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T19:53:45.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hailstorm Oo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey hey hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's up you all? It was about time I updated this.. I've been sooooo busy with uni that I totally forgot about it.. it's kinda odd how certain things can be so time-consuming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, life's treating me well.. I did great on the 3 classes I was taking and I've already signed up for another 3. If everything goes as planned, I'll be taking Accounting Systems, Economic Law and Macroeconomics. So far, I think I'm only going to like Accounting Systems. As of the other two, I have the feeling I'm not going to like them much.. especially Macroeconomics =S I still have some time off before getting back to uni [which will be in mid August] so I shouldn't start worrying now.. right? *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Changing the topic, I had a job interview yesterday! WOOT! haha It's for a job as an accountant's assistant, it sure sounds amazing to me.. not sure what it sounds like to you, guys! *lol* Anyway, I had to speak english [Oo] and answer a few questions about accounting [the interviewer "presented" different situations to me and I had to tell her the right answer]. I really don't know how it went.. I think it went out pretty well, but I don't know how good are the other candidates =S You know what makes me soooo nervous right now? The fact that all that's left to do is wait for the "magical" phone call.. meh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a weird day yesterday [and it's the reason of this entry's title *lol*].. we had a hailstorm.. the biggest hailstorm anyone can remember! Oo Just imagine.. thousands of ice blocks falling down for 30 minutes! You know, just for a second it looked like snow! [imagine my happy face when I saw everything was white! *lmao*] And afterwards there were lots of damage everywhere.. broken windows, damaged cars, injured people, roofs that fell down.. Oo Wanna see pictures of this white Buenos Aires? I know you wanna! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll post only 4 thumbnails, but make sure to check the rest of the pictures &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.. I uploaded them to my photobucket account ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here are the thumbnails.. you know what to do! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/hail7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/th_hail7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/hail5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/th_hail5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/hail4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/th_hail4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/hail.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Hailstorm/th_hail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanx to &lt;a href="http://www.clarin.com"&gt;Clarin.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.lanacion.com"&gt;LaNacion.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. what else to say? Ooooh! My bday is getting closer and closer! WOOT! haha I still don't know what I'm going to do [meaning: I don't know where I'm going to celebrate it *lol*] but I'll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm soooo excited! &lt;a href="http://liqueze.waarbenjij.nu"&gt;Lieke&lt;/a&gt; is finally coming to Argentina!! She'll arrive on Aug 4th.. she's gonna be staying in a different province [in the opposite side of the country.. grr *lmao*] but I'm sure we'll meet when she travels to Buenos Aires.. I really can't wait =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-115404082549098235?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/115404082549098235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=115404082549098235' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/115404082549098235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/115404082549098235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/07/hailstorm-oo.html' title='The Hailstorm Oo'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-114841521702624376</id><published>2006-05-23T17:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T17:20:28.580-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing, swing, swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heeeeey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How are ya all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm tired.. so damn tired *lol* Exams are over but I already have some new assignments, it's a never-ending thing, really. On the bright side, I got my Financial Calculation grade.. which was an amaaaaazing 10! [which, btw is the top score over here =P] So that one subject is not really bothering me right now. On the other hand, I still haven't got my Administrative Systems' grades.. which is worrying me cause my expectations are not so high.. I think I screwed it up somehow, at least on the exam about theory *thinks* [you see, it was an exam with a theory part and a practice one, I had to sit for them on different days]. But there's nothing I can do now, right? What's done is done *lol* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next Thursday we have a national holiday, so that means I'm gonna sleep til late! Woot! I can definitely use some rest *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My very good friend Ile came back to Argentina for her summer holidays. Do you remember that I told ya about her? She's the girl that went to the US to study at a university in Virginia. Anyway, she's here!! I can't believe I haven't seen her since December.. it's too long! We've talked to each other through msn during all this time, but somehow it's not the same. I really missed her.. it's so SO nice to listen to her voice on the phone again and have one of our frequent oh-so-long conversations =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Changing the subject, I'm completely in love with Robbie Williams' cd "Swing When You're Winning" [I know, I know it's old.. but still]. It has all these old songs.. originally performed by Frank Sinatra.. it's so SO good! I'm head over heals for that cd *lol* My cousin told me that Robbie Williams is coming here again! WOOT! This time he's gonna do a show here.. which is amazing since he has never done it before [he only came for one of those promo things]. So.. he's meant to come here in October! I just hope to have enough money to buy a ticket! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I think I'm gonna stop typing now *lol* I just can't remember what other stuff I needed to say.. there was more, I'm sure! Oh well, blame it on me and my slippery mind hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love ya all, muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-114841521702624376?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/114841521702624376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=114841521702624376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114841521702624376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114841521702624376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/05/swing-swing-swing.html' title='Swing, swing, swing'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-114736441049121205</id><published>2006-05-11T13:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T13:20:18.983-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooby &amp; the Cookie Pot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooooooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I said I was gonna come back very soon, didn't I? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going good so far, it's getting kinda cold over here tho [not that I mind.. I lurrrrrrve cold weather =P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. there's not much to say today.. I went to uni and took my Financial Calculation class. The professor's assistant wrote on the blackboard all the correct answers to the mid-term we sat for 2 weeks ago. I seemed to have remembered some of the answers, but it's been so long that it's kinda difficult to know. I should have written them down.. oh well, maybe next time. I'm still kinda pissed at that professor cause he missed his previous class [last Monday, due to a problem with his car] meaning I got up at a quarter to six am for absolutely nothing. Boo hoo! *lol* It really wasn't nice.. I got back home at 7.30 and couldn't get back to sleep. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know whether I'm going out with Marce or not. Today it's our 2 month anniversary, but we still haven't decided anything *lol* We were supposed to talk about it on msn.. but he is not there yet. I got him a present.. can't say what it is just in case he's reading this =P&lt;br /&gt;I also bought something for my friend. She moved to a new house [she's living by herself now, before she was staying with her grandma] so I got some nice things for her crib.. including a cookie-pot! Cause you &lt;u&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/u&gt; need a pot for cookies!! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lunch is ready so I should get going.. I hope you guys are doing great! Oh and once again, I'm sorry for leaving ya all alone *lol* Take care my li'l butterflies! Muuuuuah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-114736441049121205?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/114736441049121205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=114736441049121205' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114736441049121205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114736441049121205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/05/scooby-cookie-pot.html' title='Scooby &amp; the Cookie Pot!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-114686377144051747</id><published>2006-05-05T18:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T18:16:11.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing catch-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can say. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe I haven't posted anything for the last 2 months.. seems weird. It's not that I had A LOT of time off, cause I didn't.. but I could have taken a few mins to type something for all of you.. shame on me! *lol* My fault.. totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As you can imagine, there's so much to say! Hmm.. where to start? Ok, let's start by saying everything I forgot to say in my previous entry *lol* First of all, I'm not alone anymore.. but most of you know that already! =P Not that I ever was alone ALONE.. but you know what I mean, right? No? Damn it, if you don't know then that means I've lost my touch! *lmao* It means I have a bf, duh! *lol* Anyway, his name is Marce [yeah Anne, that's his name again.. not Pierre! *lmao*] and I'm really happy. By May 11th we will have been together for 2 months.. time does fly! Oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, another thing I forgot to say! I finally made my decision and I signed up for a German class.. that is, to learn how to speak German! Woot! *lol* Anyway, what's bad about the whole thing is that my class didn't get the requiered number of students, so it never started and I got a refund. I may sign up for one of those classes again.. in mid May, I'll think about it. Now the good thing is that thanx to the class that didn't start, I got a half scholarship! WOOT!! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Entry getting long already? Too bad, I'm only just starting! *lol* The other day I went to get dinner out with Marce and some foreign girls asked me for directions.. in English! It felt soooooo great! I'm not used to talking to foreign people.. well I DO talk to you all, but not face to face.. so it's not the same *lol* In any case, it felt wonderful! And now Marce knows how crazy about English I am.. not that it wasn't obvious anyway hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to a wedding! That's right, my godmother [Paula] got married and we were invited. Everything was so touching! Last Friday, this thing at the City Hall.. where they got married by law, ya know? I've just realized I don't know how to say it in English *lol* And then on Saturday the big wedding at the same church where her communion [and my baptism *lol*] took place. She looked terrific.. the dress, the make up, the big kick-ass smile on her face.. everything was more than beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And after the ceremony.. it was time to party! Woot! *lmao* That means I had to get ready myself to party.. so yeah, I went to the hairdresser and got some nice curls on my oh-so-straight hair *lol* [the sister of the bride took pix with her digital camera, so if I happen to get my hands on them, I'll show you].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So.. the party! On both days I ate like the little pork that I am *oink, oink* and then I had to face the consequences *lol* Meaning, I was stomach-sick (?) all Sunday and partially on Monday.. boo hoo! I even got fever.. not fair! That kinda delayed the whole studying scheme I had planned for those two days.. but oh well, I survived *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. I'm pretty sure there are lots of things left to say, but I'm gonna stop here cause I intend to come back pretty soon.. that is, not in 2 months *lmao* Oh, on other news.. I got a new keyboard! Scooby likes it very much, but she is sleepy now.. must have something to do with getting up at 5.45am to go to uni *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-114686377144051747?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/114686377144051747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=114686377144051747' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114686377144051747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114686377144051747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/05/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing catch-up'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-114229652356130213</id><published>2006-03-13T21:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:35:23.656-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Glacier breaking.. woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooooo! What's up ppl? I know, I know.. don't even say it! It took me too damn long to post here.. I know. I totally owe you like.. 10 updates already *lol* But here I am.. ready to bug you haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, first things first: quick holiday review. Things have been pretty nice, we had the greatest weather for the first 11 days and then some rain, cloudy days and more sun [by "some rain" I mean one hell of a kick ass thunder, with blasts of wind that scared my mom til the point of thinking the roof was going to fly away *lmao*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been entertaining myself with lots and lots of Sudokus [have you ever played that game?] I gotta be honest.. at the beginning I couldn't finish any of them, but after trying over and over again I can say that, right now, I'm an expert *feels proud* *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My aunt got a DVD player that we installed for her at her beach house, so I rented a few movies. Wanna know which ones? Ok.. I rented "Must Love Dogs" with Diane Lane and John Cusack and "The School Of Rock" starring Jack Black. We also watched "Cinema Paradiso" [which my dad got as a birthday present from his credit card *lol*] and the movie that EVERYONE's been talking about [at least here] "Brokeback Mountain" starring Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal. Well, the last one wasn't an original DVD cause you can still catch that movie at the cinema.. but it was available for rent so.. you get what I mean, right? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also read a few books, including "El Alquimista" [translation: "The Alquimist"? I have no idea *lol*] by Paulo Coelho [whom Hell might know].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You got it right guys! I don't like to get a tan *lol* You see, my skin already has some colour.. it's not like I'm pale so.. *lol* Besides, I've noticed that I don't really stand being under the sun for too long.. as if my body needs to get some rest from it. I have a tan, so I hope sun-freaks like all of you are happy now *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, as you already know, I DID get back *lol* and I also got back to uni on March 6th. I've been getting up at 5.45 am almost everyday, but so far I'm ok with it *lol* This year I'm in the biggest building [which is also the oldest] and I always carry a map with me cause I'm afraid I'm gonna get lost someday *lol* Everything's good.. but that's probably cause we haven't done much yet haha I'm just kidding, I've already been reading a few things here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right now I'm watching tv cause our glacier [which is so so SO beautiful, you should see it!] is about to "break" and that is amazing. It's truly a natural wonder.. nature at its best. No words for it. I just would like to be there someday and see it with my own eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. I've just rambled about a glacier so.. there's not much you can say after that! *lol* I might post pix of it after it breaks, tho I'm 100% sure that pix won't do it justice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-114229652356130213?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/114229652356130213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=114229652356130213' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114229652356130213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114229652356130213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/03/glacier-breaking-woot.html' title='Glacier breaking.. woot!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-114070605869221640</id><published>2006-02-23T11:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T11:47:38.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh.. a quickie! *lmao*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's right.. this is a quickie! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I figured I would post something so you won't say I've been online without posting.. *lol* So yeah, here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's not much to tell, really.. just that I've been hanging out at the beach, which got me a darker tan.. and that's not exactly what I was looking for, but anyway.. *lol* You see, I don't like so much getting a tan. In fact, I don't exactly know how I got that tan, cause I've been protecting myself from the sun.. a LOT *lol* [meaning: sunblocker, staying in the shadows most of the time, not going to the beach everyday, etc.] Anyway, the tan is there! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm afraid I won't have pix of my holidays this time.. cause I don't have a digital camera, so yeah.. no pix for all of you *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I should go now.. I know this was short, but it's better than nothing, isn't it? *lol* I hope you're all doing great, love ya! Muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-114070605869221640?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/114070605869221640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=114070605869221640' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114070605869221640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/114070605869221640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-quickie-lmao.html' title='Oh.. a quickie! *lmao*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113943754442140657</id><published>2006-02-08T19:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T21:14:01.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright... *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Pretty.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Pretty.1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess it was about time I updated this thing, wasn't it? *lol* I have no excuse this time.. it's not that I haven't been around, it's just that I didn't feel like typing all here.. I guess I wasn't in the mood, I don't know why *lol* Anyway, here I am.. for all of you who were missing my updates hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's see.. I know I've been doing many things, tho I can't remember them haha That's great, isn't it? *lol* Ohh last Wednesday I went with my cousin to the premiere of "Rumor Has It" starring Jennifer Aniston, Kevin Costner, Mark Ruffalo, etc. It was goooooood! The very best performance in the movie was the one by Shirley McLaine.. she was truly outstanding! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I didn't meet any famous people [tho I seriously doubted anyone famous would be there] but the building where the movie premiere took place was incredible and I had the chance to spend some quality time with my cousin [and that's ALWAYS a great thing =D] Besides, it was for free! haha That's right, I won the tickets in a raffle.. lucky me! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Moving into the "guy thing", one of the guys I met at the beach added me to msn and another one sent me an email. On that email, he says he wants to go out someday.. but so far I ain't going anywhere *lol* Wanna know why? Well, I'm going on holidays.. AGAIN! *lol* [oh yeah, I know what you're thinking!] I'm gonna go to the beach again, tho this time I'm gonna be staying with my parents [that's right, a family trip! *lol*]. Some of you might remember my last year holidays.. well, it's pretty much the same. I'm supposed to be leaving next Saturday and [here comes the bad part..] I'm gonna come back on March! So that means I won't be around for some time [it's not like I have been around A LOT either.. but you get what I mean *lol*]. I should be back by March 3rd, maybe the 4th.. btw, I'm going back to uni on March 6th! So yeah, I'm pretty sure I'll be here by then *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Earlier today I applied for the classes I'm gonna take this year in uni. If everything goes as planned [and they DO give asign me those classes] I'm gonna be taking: Private Law, Financial Calculation and Administrative Systems. I'm sure it sounds awful to most of you haha [I guess not to you, Pat! But we're weird.. so we don't count *lol*].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talking about applying for something, I don't know if you all know about it but I've been applying for some jobs. I still haven't got any luck on that, but I'm gonna keep on trying.. at least I will when I get back *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway.. wanna see some pix? Wanna? *lol* Well, then you can click &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/San%20Bernardo%202006/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. There's even a blurry pic there cause.. errrr.. you all first saw me through a blurry pic, right? It's a tradition! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's right, I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.the-voice-within.com/mypurplelife/"&gt;Lotte&lt;/a&gt; through her website.. so here is the questionare =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 jobs you've worked at in your life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Typing books for blind people [so they can "read" them thanx to some kind of software]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Uhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Errr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. I'm looking for one? *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 movies you can't resist watching over and over again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Forrest Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. A Beautiful Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Titanic *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 places you have lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Buenos Aires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Well, I did stay in Foz do Iguaçu for a few days.. so technically I lived there.. *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. And in Puerto Madryn too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. And in Bariloche [who am I kidding? I've only REALLY lived in one place *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 countries which you've visited during holidays:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Argentina *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Paraguay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. I could seriously use more travelling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 websites you visit daily:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.popomundo.com"&gt;Popomundo&lt;/a&gt; [a RPG.. hey, I'm on my holidays.. I'm supposed to waste time!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.not-like-you.com"&gt;NLY&lt;/a&gt; [one of the greatest BSB sites around]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.bumeran.com"&gt;Bumeran&lt;/a&gt; [told ya I'm looking for a job *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.hotmail.com"&gt;Hotmail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 places you'd rather be than where you are right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Somewhere in Europe.. anywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. New York [do I need to say more? *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Egypt, right by the pyramids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Wherever the Backstreet Boys are *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 things you like to eat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Chocolate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. French fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Icecream [may I have dulce de leche with chocolate chips, please?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Plums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 people you are tagging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://misteryyy.diaryland.com"&gt;Mistery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://ippieyippie.blogspot.com"&gt;Patrick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/helencf"&gt;Hell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.kimmelinn.web-log.nl"&gt;Kimmelinn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113943754442140657?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113943754442140657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113943754442140657' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113943754442140657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113943754442140657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/02/alright-lol.html' title='Alright... *lol*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113806236078078820</id><published>2006-01-23T21:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:26:01.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Long week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Bored.2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Bored.2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya! I'm here one more time *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've done sooo much during the past week.. so SO much *lol* It makes me tired just to think of it haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First things first, I forgot to tell you that last Tuesday I picked up at customs &lt;a href="http://misteryyy.diaryland.com"&gt;Mistery's&lt;/a&gt; Xmas present. It took some time for it to get here, but I'm glad it finally did =D I got a letter from the customs saying there was a package waiting for me.. but it said it was from France! I was so confused.. cause I barely know people from France, and those who I know weren't going to send me anything by mail *lol* So yeah, it was pretty confusing! hihi When I got there I recognised Mistery's handwriting.. I guess they made a mistake while printing out the letters, I dunno *lol* Anyway, she sent me a teddy and chocolates.. isn't that exactly what a girl needs? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some time last week [meaning, I can't remember on which day *lol*] my mom and I went to the Embassy of Spain cause we want to get the Spanish nationality [without losing our nationality.. it's what people call "double nationality"]. My grandma was born in Spain and so was my grandpa.. that means my mom has the right to become a Spanish citizen. The fact that I'm under 21 gives her the possibility of transfering the Spanish citizenship to me. In conclusion, we went there to find out what we need to do.. and that, let me tell you, that is A LOT. We're gonna need some documents that are in Spain.. which is gonna cause us a lot of trouble, cause we have no family there [at least no one that we actually talk to.. they are all vaguely connected to my family, so we don't even have their addresses/phone numbers]. I'm guessing we'll end up asking those documents by mail or paying someone to get them somehow.. but those kinda things are expensive *thinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm sure everything would be easier if my grandma or my grandpa were still alive.. for instance, there's information about my grandpa's birth that we know nothing about. Today we went to the place that used to be my grandparents' house [now my uncle lives there] to pick up a box full of documents and things like that. We gathered some information, but it isn't exactly what we needed.. we'll have to keep on looking. It's so bad that those documents aren't online.. [tho I know it's almost impossible since my grandma was born in 1912 and my grandpa in 1898 Oo] but anyway, I'm sure we'll find a way to get our double nationality =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This entry is kinda boring, isn't it? Oh well, boo hoo! *lol* I also bought some presents for my friends [their bday took place when we were on holidays] and for my cousin as well. Oh and I bought a beautiful strapless thingy in a shop called &lt;a href="http://www.complot.com.ar"&gt;Complot&lt;/a&gt;.. which is perfect to go out *lol* I would LOVE to show it to all of you [this is one of the times when it would be great to have a digital camera] well.. maybe someday *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday I went to the house of my other grandparents.. I love them and that's why sometimes I get kinda sad.. lately I've been perceiving how fast they're getting older.. it's like it's going on fast forward, ya know? I don't like that =( Getting old is scary [at least, it does scare me]. Anyway, after that I went to my cousins' house and we took some pix.. it was a lot of fun. Btw, I added a link to the flog of one of my cousins.. again, you won't understand a thing cause it's all in Spanish, but if you want you can pay &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/locaytrastornada"&gt;Martina&lt;/a&gt; a visit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113806236078078820?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113806236078078820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113806236078078820' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113806236078078820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113806236078078820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-week.html' title='Long week'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113753757333779467</id><published>2006-01-17T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:39:33.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Happy.2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Happy.2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooooo! How are you all??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm doing great even tho I'm still trying to catch up [it seems I'm never gonna do that completely!] I hope you had a terrific start of 2006.. this year is gonna be so much better than 2005! Anyway, I did have lots of fun when I was away.. and I really don't know where to start telling ya all what I've been doing in the last 15 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's see.. the weather wasn't the best weather ever [not as sunny as I would have liked it to be, but sunny enough as to sunbathe without looking like something that's been overcooked *lol*] All in all, I did get a nice colour on my skin.. a colour that says "I've been on holidays", which is good *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got to San Bernardo on Jan 1st at midday so we bought a few sandwiches to have as lunch. Later that day we went to the beach [we really couldn't wait any longer!] and at night we went downtown [walking, as always] but we were really tired so we headed back home not too late [not too late for Argentina's standards.. so that means, it was late *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On the next night we decided it was time to go clubbin'! *lmao* [please, do keep in mind that we DID go to the beach every single day we could.. that is, when it wasn't raining.. we've been pretty active girls, if you ask me *lol*] Anyway, we went to a club called "Club Sol" ["sol" means "sun" so yeah, you get the idea haha] and we had fun. The only bad thing is that there were some underage guys there [cause they were the only club that didn't ask for IDs, meaning you didn't need to be over 18 to be there] so it was kinda annoying when you got asked out by 17 year-olds *lmao* Other than that, I had fuuuuuun [and I've behaved.. like you would expect me to behave, go figure *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On some other night, we went to get some drinks at a bar downtown called "Duendes". I had a wonderful "Sex On The Beach" [vooooodka! yummy! *lol*] and one of my friends had a strawberry daikiri [I had a sip of it and I can say it was amazing as well]. Some guys joined us and we talked a lot.. we found out they were staying 2 blocks away from our house.. it was really funny! [sadly, we never saw them at the beach or anywhere else.. I would have LOVED that!]. The people from that bar took a pic of all of us for their website, so it's supposed to be there.. but it still isn't [at least, I can't find it *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, it'd be pretty boring if I told you every little thing we've done.. so let's just say we went clubbing a lot and that I met some really cool guys [I gave my email to some of them and my cellphone number to others, but so far no one called *lol*] We also celebrated the birthday of 2 of my friends so we ate delicious cakes! [oh yeah, chocolate, whipped cream, strawberries.. yummy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh btw, when I was away I had a dream.. I really have to tell you about it! I was standing outside a store that sold some kinda music videos [not the ones you can see on tv but tour videos and things like that] and, surprisingly, there were lots of different videos of the Backstreet Boys/Nick Carter. Me being the pain that I am, I wanted a video that wasn't there *lol* So I walked up to this tall, blond guy [who was no other than Mr. Carter =P] and I asked him for that video. He stood in front of the window of the shop looking around and saying "Is that the one you want?" and I kept saying no *lol* until I told him "I want yours" and he was all shy about that *lol* After that, don't ask me how but I ended up facing him [actually, facing his chest cause I'm so short *lmao*]. There was music playing.. and suddenly I started kissing/licking his chest [I'm sorry Hell! I have no control over my dreams! *lmao*] Oh and let me tell you, he DID have a few hairs there.. not as much as to gross me out tho and they were blondish so it was ok *lol* Then he started singing in my ear.. the lines of one of my favorite songs EVER [which is "Safest Place To Hide" *lol*].. it was soooo perfect! I loved it!! I only wish it had been real! *lmao* [I know Hell, I know!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I don't know what else to say.. I'm sure I'm gonna remember many other things about my holidays, but I have lots of time to tell you everything! Oh, btw.. my friend took lots of pix with her digital camera, so I'll share some of them with you very soon! Stay tunned! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113753757333779467?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113753757333779467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113753757333779467' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113753757333779467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113753757333779467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-im-back.html' title='And I&apos;m back..'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113527005648487899</id><published>2005-12-22T21:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:52:23.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohh look.. I have pix!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Pretty.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Pretty.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey hey hey! What's up my friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been doing soooo many things in the last few days that I don't even know where to start.. I'm afraid I'm gonna forget to tell you about half of it, as always *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I promised I would show you pix of the Hard Rock Cafe thing, but I still haven't got them [somehow I always forget to ask my friends about them *lol*] I do have other "surprises" for you.. Last Saturday we had a Fan Meeting which was organized by me! Yaaay! *lol* Even tho lots of girls confirmed they would go there, we were only 4 *lmao* Kinda sad, actually.. but we had LOTS of fun which was the purpose of the whole thing anyway. We talked about everything.. yup, about the boys, the tour, our studies, our holidays, the possible Backstreet visit to Argentina.. everything! And here comes the surprise.. I have pix! Woooo hooo! We're the same 4 all the time, we're just changing positions so everyone had a pic with everyone *lol* You might wanna click on the following numbers.. &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/CaroJimeMeli.jpg"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/MeMeliCaro.jpg"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/JimeMeliMe.jpg"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/MeCaroJime.jpg"&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, you know me already, don't ya? *lol* If you don't, you can use the name of the files as a guidance [obviously, I'm "Me" *lmao*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, I passed my English Exam with honours! *lmao* Ok, no one told me it was with honours, but I'm telling you anyway hihi Yesterday I went to get my diploma.. it was a nice ceremony, but there was no digital camera there [at least, no one I knew had one of those] so I have no pix to show you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, do you remember that guy from my Statistics class? I finally managed to get his email addy, I added him to msn, we talked and had a little "incident".. the story is long and I really don't feel like typing all *lol* in the end we're talking again, so I guess everything's ok.. we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been hanging out with my girls from high school a lot.. we've been planning everything about our holidays together and we finally got everything sorted out. We even made a list of the things we need to buy at the supermarket *lol* So yeah, everything seems to be under control..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113527005648487899?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113527005648487899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113527005648487899' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113527005648487899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113527005648487899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/12/ohh-look-i-have-pix.html' title='Ohh look.. I have pix!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113450172394360075</id><published>2005-12-13T16:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:22:04.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Rock! Wooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Happy.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Happy.1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's up my friends? How are you doing? I'm gooooood! *lol* I'm getting used to post in here again.. yay me! *lol* Let's see.. what have I been doing? *thinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh right! I finally went out! *lol* Yeah, after so much time I finally had the enough time off to go out with my friends from high school. We went to the Hard Rock Cafe, which is a really cool place if you ask me *lol* They have all this pictures from famous singers/bands, some clothes.. lots of things! It was awesome! Ohh and a band played there, that was really cool =D Anyway, we had dinner there and we've been talking lots [as usual *lol*] We've also been taking pix of us, so I'm sure I'll be posting some of them soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today I went to the customs to pick up Sharkie's Christmas present. I went with my mom just in case they wouldn't give it to me cause I'm under 21, but there wasn't any problem. There was soooo many people getting their packages! A lady sitting right next to me was talking in a weird language.. I think it was Russian, I dunno.. it just sounded weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On our way back home, a guy let me get into the bus before him, which was kinda sweet. What a gent! *lol* He had a huuuuge backpack and also a sleeping bag so I guess he's been camping, I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday I've been watching TV again.. yeah, one of those old episodes of ER *lol* Oh and before that I watched &lt;a href="http://www.thedayaftertomorrow.com"&gt;"The Day After Tomorrow"&lt;/a&gt; which was really good. There's something about Jake Gyllenhaal that I like.. *lol* Anyway.. later today I'm gonna go to uni, cause the building is big and my friend gets lost when she goes by herself *lol* So yeah, I'll be her guide *lol* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh Mistery, I took out the confirmation code for the comments, but if I keep on getting ads as comments I'm gonna have to put it on again. Feel free to comment now! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113450172394360075?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113450172394360075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113450172394360075' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113450172394360075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113450172394360075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/12/hard-rock-wooo.html' title='Hard Rock! Wooo!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113407982720551774</id><published>2005-12-08T19:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T19:10:27.286-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas feeling's everywhere..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Happy.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Happy.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Time for another update, I guess *lol* What's up? I'm extreeeeemely happy cause I'm in my vacations! Yay!! That basically means I won't have anything to do til.. errr.. March 2006. Long holidays, that is hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To sum up the whole thing, I got an incredible 8 on my last Statistics exam [I seriously wasn't expecting THAT!] so I passed the last of my classes for this year. Awesome, huh? I've already planned part of what I'm gonna go with so much free time. First of all, I'm gonna go on holidays with my high school friends on Jan 1st, just like last year! =D We're gonna have so much fun, I know it! We'll be in San Bernardo [which is the name of a popular beach here] for 15 days.. I'm so gonna miss you, guys! *sobs* Anyway, we still have plenty of time to say goodbye *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been watching TV cause.. well, I had nothing better to do *lol* Can you believe they've been showing Josie and the Pussycats for 3 days in a row! I like that movie.. but hey, it's there everyday! It's almost annoying *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It seems that our supposed tour date on Feb 12th, 2006 has gone BOOF! =( Well, at least it looks like it.. cause they've got another gig in Hawaii.. so yeah, they're not gonna come on that day. &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/helendrc"&gt;Helen&lt;/a&gt; and I have been trying to figure out how Backstreet Logic works [among other funny things] tho it's almost impossible to reach a conclusion *lol* I guess we'll never be able to fully understand the mysterious things they have in mind.. it's like.. it's like what happened with Backstreet Time, remember? *lmao* Oh those boys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been feeling kinda down lately.. don't worry, it's nothing to worry about, I guess it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;perfectly normal. One of my friends [Ile] is leaving in just a few days. She's moving to the United States and I'm kinda sad because of that. Don't get me wrong, I'm really happy for her.. cause I know it's a huge opportunity for my friend and everything. But at the same time, I'm gonna miss her so much.. university is not going to be the same without her =( I'm so gonna miss her one-hour-thirty-minute phone calls! [that's right.. we talk A LOT on the phone! *lol*] I'll get better, I think. She deserves the best, she truly does =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MSN has been annoying the heck out of me.. people appearing as offline when they're actually online, messages not being correctly delivered, etc. Seriously, what's wrong with MSN? *lol* We'll have to switch to a different messenger, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have Christmas decorations all around me.. it gets kinda scary after a while *lol* It all looks sooo Christmassy now.. even more than before. I can't believe this year has gone so fast.. my head's still in January.. how did we get to December?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113407982720551774?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113407982720551774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113407982720551774' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113407982720551774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113407982720551774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-feelings-everywhere.html' title='The Christmas feeling&apos;s everywhere..'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113366530338733174</id><published>2005-12-04T14:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T13:40:46.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are my snowflakes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Christmassy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Christmassy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heeeeey! It's been so long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you may know I didn't mean to take THIS long, but well.. it's the end of the semester, so I guess you understand the kind of moment I'm living through *lol* I've been around as much as I could.. not posting tho, I just didn't have enough time to do it properly.. and yeah, I'm a perfeccionist, so I want everything to be perfect even my entries *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let me think.. news about me.. *thinks* I've handed in the report for my English class [yeah, that thesis I needed to work on, do you remember?] what you don't know is that at the very last minute I changed the topic of it *lol* [that is soooo me] In the end, I wrote about the exports of meat.. yeah, I know what you're thinking.. I am NOT obsessed with meat, I swear! *lol* It's just that I had tons of information about that topic cause I had the other "meat project" for my History class, so yeah.. I'm forgiven *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh I've downloaded 2 cds by Hot Hot Heat.. I really liked them! There's one song called "Middle of Nowhere" that I absolutely love.. maybe you listened to it, I think there's a video of it out there. Btw, I finally got KT Tunstall's song "Other Side of the World" and I might be able to get my friend Ale to download the whole cd for me.. poor guy, I'm such a pain! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The other day I was so bored that I started watching &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;amp;id=1808500581"&gt;"Bang Bang, You're Dead"&lt;/a&gt;.. again! *lol* I've seen that movie so many times, yet everytime I see it I like it even more. It's just so realistic.. especiallly cause a year ago we had a case like the Columbine one, so now it's even easier to understand the whole atmosphere of the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday I had the first part of my English exam.. it was just a listening exercise, nothing too difficult. The first part was a song from a play called "Martin Guerre".. oh and another part of the exam consisted on Nicole Kidman presenting the nominees for best actor in a leading role.. *lol* I think I did good, but we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Christmas is getting closer and closer.. I'm so getting that nice Christmassy feeling! Can't wait for the Musketeer Christmas meeting.. it's meant to be a lot of fun! We should do one of those every year! [for those of you who don't know, the Musketeers have nothing to do with swords, castles or any other things from the medieval times! *lol* It's just a nickname for Ali, Anne, Kat and me.. hihi] Now I just need snow.. tho here that's not gonna happen anytime soon! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last but certainly not least, Patrick has a new &lt;a href="http://ippieyippie.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.. so welcome to the blogging world! *lol* I hope you find it as amusing as we do *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well I guess that's it for today, I'll try to update more often, I promise! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113366530338733174?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113366530338733174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113366530338733174' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113366530338733174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113366530338733174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/12/where-are-my-snowflakes.html' title='Where are my snowflakes?'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113226693077703227</id><published>2005-11-17T19:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T19:35:30.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamy dream *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Bored.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Bored.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello! What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have so much to tell, I don't even know where to start! *lol* Ok, first things first.. I got the grade from my second statistics exam... and I got a 7! Yaaaay!! =D GO ME! *lmao* Now there's only one statistics exam left.. I'll be sitting for it in 10 days aproximately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been having THE weirdest dreams, let me tell you! *lol* The one that really made an impression on me [which was some time ago.. I should have told ya before *lol*] I had it during the time when all the European fans were enjoying the Never Gone Tour. You know what? I seem to have got part of all that craziness cause I dreamed that the Never Gone Tour was in my city! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, that's not the "weird" part of the dream! *lol* The thing is that somehow I didn't have tickets for the show! O_o [don't ask me how THAT happened, I'm clueless!]. So there was this woman.. who was a part of their crew and I was waiting out there with some other people.. wanting to get in. That woman said something like "I'm gonna let 4 people get into the soundcheck and the show.. [and here comes the odd part] but they have to be wearing something white" *lmao* Luckily, I was wearing a white t-shirt/tank top!! haha So I started jumping and calling her.. asking her to pick me and everything.. and she did! I was the first to get picked! *lol* Now, you know what's weird? The lady chose 3 other girls. After meeting them I asked their names.. and I remember one of them was called Agustina as well! haha [I know, I'm weird.. sue me =P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So.. we got into the soundcheck and the boys were dancing and singing and everthing.. it was so exciting! ^_^ *lol* And here comes the best part.. [cause yeah, it HAD to get weirder than that! *lmao*] Brian came closer to me, so I started talking to him.. here's what I said.. &lt;em&gt;"Hey Brian! How's Leighanne? How's Bay Bay? &lt;/em&gt;[he replies and signs something for me] &lt;em&gt;Wow, you have big hands.. ohh and also long fingers!"&lt;/em&gt; I know.. I know what you're thinking! =P But come on, you gotta love my Backstreet dreams! Well, that's where my dream ends *lol* Damn it, I want to know what he was going to say to THAT! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh I don't think I told all of you, so I'm gonna tell ya now.. I stopped biting my nails!! And they're getting longer!! Yaaaay! I'm soooo proud of myself! =D *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113226693077703227?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113226693077703227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113226693077703227' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113226693077703227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113226693077703227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/11/dreamy-dream-lol.html' title='Dreamy dream *lol*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-113105639200599093</id><published>2005-11-03T19:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:47:43.183-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Tambien</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/Angelic.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's up people? I've just realised that I haven't written in here for so long! Shame, shame.. Anyway, I'm doing goooooood *lol* I'm so tired tho.. I can't wait for my summer holidays, I really can't. I've been reading a paper on China's economic situation.. the topic is really interesting since China seems to have chances of being the next most powerful nation on Earth [yeah, not the US anymore! *lol*] so it's kinda cool to know some stuff about those who are going to rule the world *lmao* Am I explaining too many economic things? *lol* Anyway, the bad thing about the paper is that it lasts for 55 never-ending pages... but oh well, I'll survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going on with the university subject, I have to do some research on meat and the exports of meat in Argentina, among other things.. so yeah, that's keeping me kinda busy. Besides, there's always stuff to read, study and blah blah blah.. and at the same time, I really need to have a social life, ya know? *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday I went to the mall with my friend Gise [yeah, the same mall I always go to.. don't blame me, it's really near my house, I can go by subway.. and it was soooo hot yesterday!]. Unfortunately we haven't gotten any classes together in this term, but we always talk on the phone and keep in touch with each other. Anyway, we went to the cinema and saw a movie called &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/millions/"&gt;"Millions"&lt;/a&gt; [we weren't even planning to see that.. actually, we wanted to see &lt;a href="http://flightplan.movies.go.com/"&gt;"Flightplan"&lt;/a&gt; but they were showing it later that day.. oh well]. The movie was kinda weird, but I liked it.. I almost cried [how weird.. *please, note the irony in there* lol] ohh and the kid starring it is soooo cute! I adore him.. I want him as my child! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At the mall I bought a "Yo Tambien" wristband [that's the reason of the title of this entry.. *lol* Btw, it means "Me Too"].. my wristband is just like this one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="236" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/yotambien.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The wristband is a way to raise money to support the campaign against HIV/AIDS that's being held by &lt;a href="http://www.huesped.org.ar/Huespedasp/index.asp"&gt;Fundacion Huesped&lt;/a&gt;, so it's all for a good cause =D [I would get the HHC ones, but I'm afraid they'll never get here.. ya know, that bloody post office! Besides, I don't think my father would let me use his credit card.. *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I guess that's all I had to say.. I hope to see ya all very soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-113105639200599093?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/113105639200599093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=113105639200599093' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113105639200599093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/113105639200599093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/11/yo-tambien.html' title='Yo Tambien'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112985486528224425</id><published>2005-10-20T21:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T21:35:25.770-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the stats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Sleepy2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Sleepy2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooo! What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm really sorry for the lack of updates.. this time I do have an excuse tho! It wasn't because of my laziness, no sir! *lol* I've been studying all week long cause tomorrow I have an exam.. yeah, another Statistics exam. Did I mention that in the first one I got an earth shaking 8? *lmao* Yaaaaaaay! haha It was an 8/10, which is pretty good if you consider the highest grade in my class was a 9 and the lowest a 1 *lol* Anyway, I'm proud of myself and all but I couldn't really enjoy the pleasure of getting an 8 cause I had to study again.. buuuuuuuu [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's me complaining, in case you didn't notice *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't really had time to check your websites either.. shame on ME! *lol* I do know Lotte's met the Backstreet Boys too! I'm gonna start to get jealous if everyone meets them but me.. [that's me in complaining mood again! Don't blame me, I'm tired *lol*] I was just kidding, you all deserve to meet them and I'm really glad you're getting that chance =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To tell ya a bit about my university.. hmm.. well, one of the assistants of my Microeconomics professor is a prick, and we have a suspicion that one of my classmates is getting laid with the professor! O_o haha Ok, ok.. we don't know anything for certain, but that suspicion made my morning a little less boring *lol* Anyway, THAT is a price I'm so NOT going to pay to pass that class! *lmao* I mean.. he's old and.. wrinkled? Eww! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, as you can see there's not much to say, is it? *lol* Life gets kinda boring when you're stuck in a room with your Statistics book *lmao* In fact, my name on MSN right now as I'm typing is "Brain: Out of Service" *lol* I guess that says it all.. xoxo to everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112985486528224425?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112985486528224425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112985486528224425' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112985486528224425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112985486528224425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/10/bring-on-stats.html' title='Bring on the stats!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112906394132997021</id><published>2005-10-11T17:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:52:21.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon of Mysteries *lmao*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Artistic2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Artistic2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's up people? I think it was time for an update, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Things are going good.. I'm not sure if there's much to tell, actually. So I'm afraid I'm gonna ramble.. for a change *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still can't believe we're already in October. The first 10 months of this year have gone so fast. To be honest, all my 20 years have gone so fast [wake me up when September ends.. *lol* Sorry, I had to sing that *lol*]. A lot of things have happened in my life during this 10 months.. and yet, nothing changed. I even get the feeling I'm not going anywhere.. don't you feel like that sometimes? Like.. stuck in a moment? [that wasn't meant to last.. *lol* Oh, I'm SO in a singing mood today *lol*] Anyway, I guess I've "improved" this year.. but let's leave that for the ending-the-year entry *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know if I told ya, but my father is a long distance runner, and he took part of the &lt;a href="http://www.maratondebuenosaires.com/Index.aspx"&gt;Buenos Aires Marathon&lt;/a&gt; last Sunday. That's 42 kilometres.. running O_o *lol* I, for sure, can't run 6 kilometres without dying in the process, but he's able to do that and more *lol* The best thing I could do was getting up at 8am on a Sunday morning and take a picture of him while he was running.. [there went my only chance to sleep.. damn! *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday was a national holiday here [because of the arrival of Columbus.. a long long time ago]. The original day of this holiday is Oct 12th, but our government moves holidays towards weekends so people get a longer weekend instead of a day off in the middle of the week *lol* Seems fair, but people kinda forget national holidays aren't just short vacations *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh ya know what? My good friend &lt;a href="http://misteryyy.diaryland.com"&gt;Mistery&lt;/a&gt; met the Backstreet Boys on her bday!! Wooo hooo! I'm so so happy for her.. she deserves that and much more! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, I'm supposed to get my Statistics grade next Friday.. geez, I'm so scared! I hope I did ok.. *shudders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112906394132997021?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112906394132997021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112906394132997021' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112906394132997021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112906394132997021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/10/marathon-of-mysteries-lmao.html' title='Marathon of Mysteries *lmao*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112838642080211537</id><published>2005-10-03T21:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:41:55.946-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to think of a name..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Sleepy1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Sleepy1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's up? As Kim requested, here's a new entry! haha Ok, this entry might end up being confusing [yeah, it can contain confusion over the average level! *lol*] but don't blame me, I'm typing this as I listen to music and chat on msn.. so anything can come out of this *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First of all, just in case he drops by [lmao!] I wanna wish Kevin a very happy birthday!! [yeah Ali, just in case! haha] Hopefully, he'll have a kick ass birthday =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Man, I wanna see a little Kev/Kristin running around.. is that asking too much? *lol* I guess it is, but wouldn't it be awesome? Just think about it.. that kid should be extremely gorgeous! [that's right Helen.. the kid should be g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s! lmao]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm completely in love with James Blunt's song &lt;a href="http://www.dapslyrics.com/display.php?sid=15579"&gt;"You're Beautiful"&lt;/a&gt;. The song is.. uhmm.. well, it's beautiful *lol* Speaking of songs, may I say that Tommy Lee's new album is awesome? May I? I hope so, cause it's sooooo freakin' awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, back to "normal" mode.. I have to type faster cause I'm gonna have dinner in any minute! *hurrying up* So.. I've been writing a letter for AJ today. Tam is gonna give it to him on Oct 23rd, ya know for his first 3 years of sobriety. I hope he gets to read it.. I'm putting all my heart into it. I'm so so proud of him =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What else to say? Hmm.. ohhh! I saw a great movie on TV the other day.. it was hilarious! Kinda sad as well.. it's called &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;amp;id=1804896692"&gt;"Let It Snow"&lt;/a&gt;. And don't laugh but I saw it on Cosmopolitan TV [I know, I know.. shame on me! haha] I wanted to go to the cinema, but I didn't find anyone to go with.. that's sad [and also, it's kinda pathetic *lol*].. it's just that everybody had something to do last weekend, so I stayed in. Next Saturday, things are gonna be different.. [*sings* "it's Saturday.. I'll go out, and find.. another you" *lol* Oh I love that song.. ya know, &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Sexed-Up-lyrics-Robbie-Williams/CA254884FCB41A6048256C630020ABD9"&gt;"Sexed Up"&lt;/a&gt; by Robbie Williams]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, I've added a new link to my loved ones.. it's the link to &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/karenita"&gt;Karen's flog&lt;/a&gt; [Karen's my cousin *lol*] but I'm not gonna force you to visit her and take a look at her pix cause she only posts in Spanish *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, that's it for today.. I guess. Btw, isn't it great NLY's back? I missed it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112838642080211537?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112838642080211537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112838642080211537' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112838642080211537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112838642080211537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-need-to-think-of-name.html' title='I need to think of a name..'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112767062252229009</id><published>2005-09-25T15:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T15:15:51.050-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairy Gorilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Helloooo my friends! How are ya doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm still studying.. yeah, baaaaad. Tho this time I'm studying Argentinian History.. same old boring stuff *lol* Don't get me wrong, it's really interesting to get to know our past.. it's just that trying to remember all those special dates and the names of the people taking part is soooo hard! And in Argentina happened everything.. and by everything I mean.. EVERYTHING! The mistakes former presidents have done.. I swear that any of us wouldn't have done the things they did. Actually, any person with just a little bit of brain could have seen the consequences of such actions.. but not my politicians *lol* And that reminds me of the fact that in one month there's an election here. We have to vote for our representatives and I'm really not looking forward to it. I don't know how it's done in your countries, but here voting is mandatory.. which, in my opinion, is good cause people get involved with their country, but at the same time.. is bad cause you HAVE to vote and if you don't, you get punished. *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday I went to my English class.. but on my way there, at the subway, I saw something that totally grossed me out. A guy.. as hairy as a gorilla! Eww! The poor man had hair all over.. and he didn't have the decency of putting enough clothes over it! He was wearing one of those outfits for runners [I can't remember the name! haha] so his arms were uncovered and you could see the massive hair and it was soooo eww. Even his neck was full of hair.. oh my.. it was gross. Seriously, he gave the word 'gorilla' a whole new meaning. I wish you never have to see something like that.. and I seriously wish the love of my life will not have so much hair! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So 'iamcanadian' didn't show up again.. that's sad. I'm seriously gonna believe it was someone special.. ya know who *lol* It could be, ya know? I just wish he could come back.. do you think he'll visit us again? I hope so.. *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112767062252229009?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112767062252229009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112767062252229009' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112767062252229009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112767062252229009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/09/hairy-gorilla.html' title='Hairy Gorilla'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112726494722074571</id><published>2005-09-21T14:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T14:00:31.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A guy and a "nice work" *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Angelic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Angelic.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yahoooooooooo! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's up yo? Ohh gansta style! [Geez, what's going on with me today?] Anyway, due to the public demand, I'm gonna write a new entry to tell ya all details about that guy. Poor guy, he has no idea he's being talked about on the internet! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Where to start? Hmm.. *thinks* he's my classmate, he goes to my Statistics class. We struggle with the same boring exercises so.. we share the same pain *lol* I thought it could be a topic of conversation.. but then I thought about it and couldn't help but saying to myself "Niiiiice.. talking about Statistics, completely amusing, indeed! Way to go, Scoob!" [I was being ironic.. just in case you didn't realise *lol*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now let's describe him a little bit.. his hair is dark blond not too short but not too long.. just the right haircut.. and he has the bluest eyes I've ever seen [yeah, more or less like Nick's.. I swear I'm not obsessed, I just love blue/green eyes]. Oh and he's taller than me.. which is perfect *lol* Ok, enough with the description! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, the thing is that I don't take the bus alone.. I do it with one of my friends. That's why it's kinda hard for me to get closer to this guy. My friend said she might leave the subject, since she's not doing good at it.. so maybe if she leaves I'll get to talk to him, I dunno *lol* I'll be thinking about it, don't worry *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know if I told you [I'm guessing I didn't] that I have to read a book for my English class. This time it's a bit more normal tho! The book is &lt;a href="http://www.penguinputnam.com/nf/Book/BookDisplay/0,,0_0140133968,00.html"&gt;"Nice Work"&lt;/a&gt; by David Lodge [btw, the cover of my book is not the same one that appears on that site cause we got the UK edition]. So far it's good.. a bit strange tho *lol* Do you know it? It won a few awards here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Changing the topic one more time, Spring's here.. and it's Student's Day! YAY! No classes for me today! *lol* My block looked so beautiful yesterday.. there's a kindergarden across the street and every 21st of September they get balloons all over their building and in every building/house of the street.. it's so colorful. Also, they put drawings made by kids on the buildings.. it all looks beautiful, you should see it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112726494722074571?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112726494722074571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112726494722074571' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112726494722074571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112726494722074571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/09/guy-and-nice-work-lol.html' title='A guy and a &quot;nice work&quot; *lol*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112716951160898543</id><published>2005-09-19T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T19:38:31.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats &amp; hot Tad Hamilton!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Mysterious.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Mysterious.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello! *lol* What's up people? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everything's ok here.. just a bit tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. not much to say right now, but I'll see if I can find something interesting to tell ya anyway *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let me see.. the Statistics exam got so closer that I finally had to sit for it *lol* I don't know how I did, I'll have to wait a month aprox to get my grades. The good thing is that a friend of a friend lent me some photocopies of previous exams.. and the theory part of my exam was really similar to the one he gave me. So that's good, I guess.. we'll see *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next Thursday I have a Microeconomics exam.. weird thing is that I can keep my book during the exam as well as my notes. That's kinda worrying cause it means the exam could be a bit complicated.. oh it looks like I'm starting to freak out *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Changing the subject, there's a guy I've set my eyes on *lol* Soooooo good looking! *drools* He goes to my Statistics class *cough*distraction*cough* and he takes the same bus I take. My friend says he gets down on the next bus stop, but I have no idea *lol* I don't even know his name.. I never seem to know what to say when he's around.. I wonder why *lol* Can I tell you something? *lol* I caught him staring at me *lol* But shhhhh.. don't tell! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The other day I was trying to relax so I turned on the TV and watched &lt;a href="http://www.dreamworks.com/dvd_features_wadwth.html"&gt;"Win A Date with Tad Hamilton"&lt;/a&gt;, starring Josh Duhamel.. who, by the way, is so freaking hot! It was something.. really.. interesting to watch =P *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You know what? The bloody hair dryer died yesterday! I had to go to bed with my hair wet.. I don't know why, but it didn't look weird in the morning.. YAY for my hair! *lol* I'm gonna have to get a shower earlier today if I want it to get dry by itself.. damn.. *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, have you noticed I had a new mystery guest? And this time I'm 99.9% sure it's not Mistery! *lmao* The screenname of this person was 'iamcanadian' and I just noticed that he/she posted the comment when the Backstreet Boys were in Canada.. O_o What a pleasant thought! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, 'iamcanadian'.. welcome to my blog *lol*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112716951160898543?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112716951160898543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112716951160898543' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112716951160898543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112716951160898543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/09/stats-hot-tad-hamilton.html' title='Stats &amp; hot Tad Hamilton!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112648789717122223</id><published>2005-09-11T22:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:28:24.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaos, humdrum stories &amp; rambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Sleepy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Sleepy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's uuuuup? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to old normal me, I guess.. *lol* I've been writing so much in this blog during this week.. this time I don't have much to say, but I guess I just wanted to leave the previous entry in the past and move forward. That entry is just so not like me.. doesn't represent me at all. Besides, I want to leave behind my image of marriage-breaker! *lmao* You know I'm kidding, don't ya? You'd better know I am! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, let's get back to my routine of kaos [yeah, kaos.. with a 'k' *lol*], humdrum stories [gosh, I love the word 'humdrum'! I love it even more than the word 'volcano'! I'm weird yeah.. deal with it *lol*] and.. rambling? Now, if telling you I love the word 'humdrum' isn't rambling.. then I don't know what rambling is *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been studying for my Statistics exam, which is getting closer and closer.. and closer. I think you get the idea of the proximity of the exam, don't ya? Well, just in case I'll let ya know it's getting closer in a very scaring way *lol* After studying for a while and doing some Microeconomics' exercises my head was about to explode.. so I turned on the tv. *lol* After watching Incomplete on MTV [YAAAAAY! Go Backstreet! *lol*] and searching for a while I ended up watching &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/benditlikebeckham/"&gt;"Bend It Like Beckham"&lt;/a&gt;.. again *lol* I know it's not the best movie in the whole world, but some parts are sooo funny *lol* And I love the relationship between the Irish guy and the Indian girl.. just wish we could see a bit more of it in the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday I went out with my classmates from high school. It's so cool to see them.. we ended high school 2 years ago, but I have the feeling that I miss them more now than last year.. don't know why. The good thing is that we still see each other every now and then =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Like I was saying, yesterday we went out.. actually, we got dinner out *lol* We went to &lt;a href="http://www.abasto-shopping.com.ar/default.htm"&gt;Abasto&lt;/a&gt;, a mall we have in town. We've been talking soooo much.. and laughing really loud [shame on us! *lol*] It was a lot of fun =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanx to all of you for your support, I really appreciate your words. Just knowing you're out there makes me really happy.. thank you. Well, I'm kinda tired and my bed's calling me right now.. but my hair is still wet (cause I had a bath earlier) so I can't go to sleep.. cause if I do, tomorrow it's gonna look funny *lol* I think I'm gonna have to use my hairdryer.. I don't like that idea tho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112648789717122223?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112648789717122223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112648789717122223' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112648789717122223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112648789717122223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/09/kaos-humdrum-stories-rambling.html' title='Kaos, humdrum stories &amp; rambling'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112631317630048076</id><published>2005-09-09T21:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:51:58.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>*sighs*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Disappointed1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Disappointed1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, it's me again *lol* I can't get enough.. can I? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know.. I know I wrote here yesterday.. you just read my last entry. But something happened and I just felt the urge to write about it. To let it all out, ya know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still don't know if I'm gonna end up posting this.. but if you're reading it, it means I did *lol* Oh I'm so smart.. *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I start telling you what happened today, I gotta explain something. Do you remember the elevator story? Nope, not the fanfic.. the real story! Well, I guess I'll give the highlights for you to understand what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some time ago, I was getting home after a party when I met my neighbour.. (who I kinda fancied) and he kissed me. On the elevator. You see, when things happen in my life, they do it in a very noticeable way *lol* Anyway, he's.. like.. 4 or 5 years older than me.. so, at that time, I freaked out and rejected him. A few days later, I found out he had a gf. So basically, he cheated on her.. with me. He, the neighbour I've known for my whole life. *lol* Nothing too amazing happened afterwards.. just a bit of awkwardness everytime we met.. on the elevator *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, when I woke up today, it was just another day.. nothing outta the ordinary. I was having breakfast when my mom told me, so outta the blue, that my neighbour (yeah, the same guy from the elevator) was getting married today. Yeah, like you hear it. Married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Is it wrong to say I felt like crap? I know I shouldn't feel like that. I tried to hide it.. I think I did it pretty well, cause no one could tell.. but it still felt awful. And then my mind started to wonder.. I got this.. regrets I know I shouldn't be having.. but I just can't help it. I've been thinking about the marriage thing.. about him all day long. I don't even know if they're going to live in this building or look for an apartment somewhere else. And you know what's weird? A part of me wants him to go away so I won't see him anymore.. but then, the other part wants him to stay and maybe get a chance.. But a chance? What for? He's married. And then I start to wonder. He likes me, I know he does.. he said it himself. And he cheated on her once.. with me. Why wouldn't he do it again? But even if he would cheat on her, I'm always going to be the girl in the middle, the other.. the intruder. And I think I deserve better, right? Still, I can't get him out of my head. Even before I knew about the marriage thing I was thinking about him.. like.. wanting to meet him somehow. The other day I got the feeling I was about to meet him but I didn't. And I keep getting the "What if..?" thing I hate so much. What if I hadn't rejected him like I did? What if I met him on the elevator again? What if.. what if.. and it's not nice.. nope, not nice. What's worse is that now I'm feeling this desire to get a so-called revenge.. that is, getting a guy.. like.. right now. Which is a bad thing cause I'm probably gonna end up hurting him.. as well as hurting myself. And I know I'm rambling, but I just needed to let it all out, ya know? It ain't going to change things.. but it can help me to feel a bit better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112631317630048076?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112631317630048076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112631317630048076' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112631317630048076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112631317630048076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/09/sighs.html' title='*sighs*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112619738183685402</id><published>2005-09-08T13:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T18:29:12.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trippin' *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Happy4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Happy3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's up y'all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everything's ok here.. mainly cause I still didn't have any exams.. but that's another topic, I guess *lol* The thing is that I'm doing good *lol* Can you tell I'm going round in circles? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Saturday I went to my English class.. we've been discusing the story I had to read.. do you remember it? Oh yeah, the "interesting" piece of writing.. *lol* Well, we had to talk about it.. good thing, cause we laughed a lot. Oh and after the class we kept making all this not-so-pure jokes *lol* It was a lot of fun! But you know me already.. so you know I was loving it *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After getting home and having lunch, I got everything ready to go to my cousins' house. My mom went with me cause I've never went there all by myself and I was afraid I would get lost in the way to their house *lol* I know it's hard to believe, but I'm not that stupid *lol* It's just that I had to take a bus, and then the train, and then another bus.. all this in unknown territory.. that's just not possible *lol* So I went with my mom.. and we laughed so much cause there was a guy carrying a guitar.. he was standing right next to us on the train and he kept pulling up the flies! Apparently, on this days they don't make good jeans anymore *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, after such a hilarious trip we met one of my cousins and my mom went back home. We had a great time there.. I burnt a cd for my cousins with some MP3s and a video one of them wanted, so we've been messing around with their new DVD =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh we watched 2 movies.. first "If Only", starring Jennifer Love Hewitt and Paul Nicholls. We really liked it.. tho the end is kinda sad.. but it was something to hope for since it's a romantic drama *lol* The other movie we watched was "The Incredibles" and I gotta say I was a bit disappointed.. it wasn't as good as I thought it would be. Actually, I kinda fell asleep at the very beginning.. Even tho it gets better towards the end, it's not a movie I would recommend to watch with kids *lol* We were lucky there weren't any kids watching the movie with us *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I guess there's not much left to say.. hmmm.. I think it's time to have lunch.. so off I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112619738183685402?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112619738183685402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112619738183685402' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112619738183685402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112619738183685402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/09/trippin-lol.html' title='Trippin&apos; *lol*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112569730678170225</id><published>2005-09-02T18:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T18:41:46.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV's Room? *lmao*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Confused.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Confused.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya! What's up my friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm posting this today cause I won't be here for the weekend.. more explanations coming later *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First of all, did you know that the Backstreet Boys have been nominated for the MTV VMAs Latin America? YAY!! They've been nominated for Best International Pop Artist! Hopefully, they'll go to the awards.. Oh I'm just sooooo excited!! It seems news from another decade *lol* GO Latin America GO! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think everyone can vote, I'll keep checking out their website and if I get a link, I'll let you know so all of you can vote for the boys and help the latinas! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been thinking about my final thesis and I think I finally have a topic.. not quite sure tho. I'm still giving it some thought.. but yeah, I guess I can say I have a slight idea of what I'm gonna do. It's not an impressive topic, but I like it so.. we'll see =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So right now I'm trying to read a short story for my English class.. *lol* It's called "The Room" and it was written by Tim Parks. I don't think it's very popular but maybe some of you heard of it before. Ok, now I really have to type this.. it's so.. strange to read this in this very special moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Since he taught statistics, since she had studied with him, it was not unusual for them to talk about chance, probability, coincidence, though usually jokingly (Assuming a man comes once in every bout of lovemaking and a woman twice, and given a mean copulative frequency of the population as a whole, pensioners, infants and war wounded included, of once a month, what is the probability that the total number of achieved non-masturbatory orgasms, of a randomly selected sample, will, etc., etc. They used to laugh about this kind of thing.)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;O_o Nooooooo comment! *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, I forgot to mention that in the pix I posted in my last entry you can see my new haircut *lol* Which is not really different.. my hair is just shorter than it was, so basically it's still the same *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, like I told ya at the beginning of this entry, I won't be around this weekend. The reason? My cousins invited me to go to their house tomorrow, I'm gonna be sleeping there and my parents will pick me up on Sunday. I'm really looking forward to it ;) The bad thing (oh yeah, it seems there's always a bad thing) is that they don't have internet at their house, so I won't be able to get online for 2 long days.. oh I'm so gonna miss this. I may get online for a few minutes tomorrow, but that's if I have free time (and I seriously doubt I'm gonna have some). Anyway, I just wanted to let ya know the reason why I'm gonna disappear *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One last comment before I leave, &lt;a href="http://misteryyy.diaryland.com"&gt;Mistery&lt;/a&gt;.. I hope you have a kick ass trip to the land that has a big place in your heart. Take care, enjoy it and make sure to get online sometime and e-mail all of us, ok? We're gonna miss ya.. LOTS! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112569730678170225?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112569730678170225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112569730678170225' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112569730678170225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112569730678170225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/09/mtvs-room-lmao.html' title='MTV&apos;s Room? *lmao*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112518322069657922</id><published>2005-08-29T11:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:44:54.450-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Too long for just one name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Cold.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Cold.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooooo yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time to update this bloggy for ya all.. people love my updates, really. Everyone waits for them.. it's almost magical *lmao* Just kidding.. most people couldn't care less about my entries.. the thing is that it makes me feel good to let it all out here. I've always been some kinda writer *lol* Never ever wanted to be a professional one, but I love to write down things.. everytime I get inspired. Which reminds me I haven't done that for a while.. writer's block? It could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, as you may have noticed, I haven't been online much.. at least during the week.. well, it's just that I've been kinda busy with stats. Don't worry tho, I'll be ok.. I just need to dedicate them a bit extra time.. that's it =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week has been kinda hectic and annoying at times. On Wednesday, the university's maintenance staff was on strike without previous notice, and since I didn't know I wasn't going to have class, I went there. Luckily, I didn't have class at 7am on that day cause, if that were the case, I could have killed someone *lol* They should have told students they were going on strike, don't ya think? In the end, the only ones who suffer the consequences are the students.. cause not only didn't I have class, but I also had to pay for the bus.. I know, it's only 80 cents, but it's still annoying and disrespectful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fortunately, the weekend got a little better *lol* Last Saturday I went back to my English classes.. this is my last course and I'm already getting scared of the exam [which won't take place til december, but still *lol*] I also have to do a paper on a topic of my choice. That's probably the hardest part cause I have no idea what to write there. It should be some kinda essay.. like a thesis! And that's gonna be hard.. and I'm scared. Already. *lol* I've never done something like that before.. so I have no idea of how it's supposed to look like. Our professor said she'll guide us.. and I hope so cause I don't wanna fail! O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is already looking as a long entry, isn't it? Well, too bad cause I still have many things to tell =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Saturday night I was invited to celebrate my friend's birthday [Tano's]. At the beginning I didn't feel like going.. I don't know why, I guess I wasn't in the mood for a party. I was tired after an exhausting week [getting up at 6am everyday doesn't get along with late night parties and staying til late to watch TV *lol*]. &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/helendrc"&gt;Helen&lt;/a&gt; knows I was pondering whether I should go to the party or not but, like I told her that day, I knew I was gonna end up going there.. basically cause I just couldn't say no to my friend.. after all, it was his bday party *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The thing is that I had a great time! We got together at Tano's house.. it was so great to see all my friends from high school! I haven't seen a few of them for months.. some for over a year! My friend's mother was soooo happy to see us altogether again.. I have to say it was a lovely view.. it was cool to see all of them and have a chance to catch up! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After everyone arrived to Tano's house, we went on bus [we were too many to go by car] to a nice bar we have in town. I had never been there before, but it was really cool. There was a band that performed some famous songs.. like 'Angels' by Robbie Williams, 'With Or Without You' by U2 and 'Purple Rain' by Prince.. among others. Like I said, I had a great time =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Look what I've got to show you! PIX!!! Yaaaaaay! *lol* I had to resize them cause they were too big *lol* &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/NatyAgus.jpg"&gt;[Naty &amp; me - I'm on the left *lol*]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/MaruMantyAgus.jpg"&gt;[Maru, Manty &amp;amp; me]&lt;/a&gt;. That's all I have so far.. my friend said she will send me a few more *lol*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh I forgot to post other pix I got.. tho this ones are kinda freaky.. *lol* &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/dauni.jpg"&gt;[University]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/centennialpark.jpg"&gt;[Centennial Park - 2 blocks away from home]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/Blogging/home.jpg"&gt;[Home - the red dot *lol*]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I don't think I have anything else to tell.. this entry was too long even for me, and I'm the one that doesn't have to read it! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112518322069657922?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112518322069657922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112518322069657922' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112518322069657922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112518322069657922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/08/too-long-for-just-one-name.html' title='Too long for just one name'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112475465523231597</id><published>2005-08-22T20:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T20:50:55.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good stuff! Yayyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Celebrating5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Celebrating3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Celebrating4.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's up y'all?? I figured I should give you a few lines to read.. I'm getting addicted to type in the things going on in my life.. oh well, I'm kinda prettending exciting stuff happens to me quite often, but it doesn't.. most of the times.. can you tell I'm rambling again? *lol* Oh yeah, this is old rambling me, in case you didn't notice! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My last post was just a few days ago, so nothing big and unexpected happened.. tho.. well, I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; have some interesting things to say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First of all.. today is Howie's Birthday!!! Yayyy!!! haha I doubt he's gonna read this, but I &lt;em&gt;HAD&lt;/em&gt; to post something, right? Just in case? *lol* Anyway, it's always good to show some love to those who have a place in your heart.. and Howie's been there for a long time now, so yeah.. I'd like to propose a toast to Howie! I wish you all the happiness one can possibly have, you deserve it. Cheers! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, I forgot to mention that a girl I know is lucky enough to have useful connections, so she met the boys yesterday. Isn't it awesome? She had BBQ with them!! O_o haha Well, the thing is that she's really REALLY sweet so she offered to give them the letters we wrote for them and also a few t-shirts she bought (if you happen to see Nick wearing &lt;a href="http://www.choiceshirts.com/item/k/a6759d/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; t-shirt.. that's the one! And let me tell ya, I'm gonna be blamed for choosing that t-shirt.. among other people *lol*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So yeah, I wrote a letter to all of them.. I wanted to write something just for Nicky as well, but I didn't have enough time to do it. How sad ='( Anyway, I did write a letter to all of them.. cause I really wanted to say some stuff.. like telling AJ I'm really proud of him.. and congratulating Brian &amp; Leighanne cause Baylee is just too cute! *lol* I just hope they read it.. at least I know my letter got to their hands and they might've read it.. they may be reading it RIGHT NOW! *lol* Oh I'm soooo excited!&lt;/span&gt; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm.. what else to say? Oh yeah, how could I forget?! My aunt was on a TV show today! It was one of this games thingies.. and she won a washing machine!! haha Hopefully it's not one of the killing ones.. that would be dangerous *lol* Wink, wink! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think this is one of my longest entries so far.. and I'm probably boring ya all *lol* But oh well, exciting things going on! haha You can't blame me.. this is like my only amusement after reading about Argentinian history for all day long *rolls eyes* Me needs to get some sleep.. desperately *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well.. Scoob needs to keep on checking stuff online.. so she better leaves now before it's too late. Ohhhhh.. *points up to the sky* A thunderstorm! Geez, I sound retarded *lol* I guess this is what history does to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112475465523231597?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112475465523231597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112475465523231597' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112475465523231597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112475465523231597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-stuff-yayyy.html' title='Good stuff! Yayyy!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112437922598078667</id><published>2005-08-18T12:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T12:33:45.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The good, the bad and the crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Caffeinated3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Caffeinated3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Caffeinated1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hellooooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Welcome to another of my crazy posts! *cheers* Great mood today, I don't know why.. probably because I got home after going to uni and I'm under the influence of too much caffeine! Yipee! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As you know, I got back to uni and I'm reeeeeeally happy about it =D The only bad thing is that I need to buy a lot of books.. so I'm probably gonna be broke soon haha Don't worry, I'll be fine! *lol* My classes for this term are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Economic and Social Argentinian History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Statistics (Kat's fave! *lmao*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Microeconomics (sp) I really don't know if that's the right translation.. but I can't think of anything else *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I forgot to mention the other day that I bought black Converses.. just like the ones I wanted! =D Now not only do I need new boots, but also a haircut! haha We women... we never get enough *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ya know what? &lt;a href="http://silvershark.diaryland.com"&gt;Kat's&lt;/a&gt; bday present arrived yesterday!! YAY! *bounces* I guess my post office doesn't steal as much as I thought! Woo hoo! =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I do have to find a nice place for the shark tooth tho.. I wonder where I'm gonna put it *thinks* Hmm.. it should be somewhere in my desk.. but I guess I have to put it inside of something, right? So it won't get dusty.. anyway, ideas will be appreciated =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One more thing, I will NOT desist! I wanna know who you are! Give me a clue.. a hint.. something! Ohhh it just hit me.. "Me".. are you.. Rem? =S Rem? Is that you? *lol* Alright it's time to leave.. clues and hints everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll see you soon, me thinks *lol* Drop me some looooove haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112437922598078667?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112437922598078667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112437922598078667' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112437922598078667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112437922598078667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-bad-and-crazy.html' title='The good, the bad and the crazy'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112415486071392083</id><published>2005-08-15T21:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:14:20.723-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Maradona on TV!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Happy3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Happy2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll write this really really fast cause in ten minutes Diego Maradona's new TV show is gonna start and I wanna see that! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, let's get this started.. yesterday I went to my grandma's house.. I tell ya, everytime I go there I see the house more like a farm *lol* My grandpa got 2 little chickens.. they're sooo young that he has to keep them warm by using a light bulb. So sweet! I even got to caress them a bit.. and pat them on their lil heads =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know if I mentioned that my grandma has some ducks in her backyard as well.. is the word farm coming to your head now? *lol* My grandma also has some birds. I have my favorites, tho they are all really beautiful. I love the &lt;a href="http://www.alborde.com.ar/aves/cabecita%20negra%20(J.%20Claver).jpg"&gt;"cabecita negra"&lt;/a&gt; (which means "little black head"), the &lt;a href="http://www.alborde.com.ar/aves/chingolo1%20.jpg"&gt;"chingolo"&lt;/a&gt; and, my ultimate favorite, the &lt;a href="http://www.cema.edu.ar/eventos/muestras/rodriguez/img/aves1/38.jpg"&gt;"cardenal"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I gotta get going.. I have a TV show to watch and tomorrow I gotta get back to uni.. it's time to study again! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One last message tho.. this goes to "me". Would you please tell me who you are? *lol* You can e-mail me if you don't want to say it aloud.. my contact information is at the bottom of this page *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love ya all xoxo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112415486071392083?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112415486071392083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112415486071392083' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112415486071392083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112415486071392083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/08/maradona-on-tv.html' title='Maradona on TV!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112334336595646020</id><published>2005-08-07T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T11:12:54.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday? *lmao*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Celebrating3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/200/Celebrating1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here we are... on this solemn day, gathering to celebrate something.. but for some reason I can't remember what =P Or should I say "I don't wanna remember what"? *lol* Just kidding. I finally got used to the idea, it took me some time tho *lol* As you may know I'm a big fan of Seinfeld, so there's no other way to celebrate my birthday than with a quote from this amazing show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Well, birthdays are merely symbolic of how another year's gone by and how little we've grown. No matter how desperate we are that someday a better self will emerge, with each flicker of the candles on the cake we know it's not to be. That for the rest of our sad, wretched, pathetic lives, this is who we are to the bitter end. Inevitably, irrevocably. Happy birthday? No such thing." - Seinfeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh I'm loving it! He's describing exactly how I felt a few days ago.. oh man, he's a genius! Haha! Anyway.. I should leave now, I'm gonna try to post different birthday quotes in all my journals/blogs/etc. and that's gonna take me a loooooong time since I'm.. well, I'm everywhere *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112334336595646020?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112334336595646020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112334336595646020' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112334336595646020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112334336595646020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-lmao.html' title='Happy Birthday? *lmao*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112294557131764490</id><published>2005-08-01T23:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:03:01.930-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs? Interesting? I don't think so</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Bored.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Bored.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya! What's up y'all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not much in here, that's for sure.. right now I'm watching TV (actually, I'm listening to it *lol*) and to my surprise there's a contest where the guy who eats more hard-boiled eggs in a minute wins $100 per egg =S Weird, huh? I'm beginning to think there are no interesting things on TV anymore *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, I found this online.. I thought it was so sweet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Women are like apples on trees... the best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just take the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Egg Update* The contest was won by a guy who ate 5 eggs.. so he won $500 =S Yeah, I'm bored.. so what? *lmao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, for those of you who didn't read my comments, last time I went shopping I bought a jacket and a t-shirt =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now I wanna buy another Converse All Star, like the ones in &lt;a href="http://shop.goo.ne.jp/store/apolloplus/image/Z87CcHQgML.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; pic.. I absolutely love this brand.. they have the coolest sneakers. Look, &lt;a href="http://www.sportinggoodsdiscounter.com/basketball/s/Womens_Basketball_Shoes/Converse_All_Star_Chuck_Taylor_Hi_Basketball_Shoe_Womens_122124"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; are the ones I already have. Oh and I also want boots like &lt;a href="http://www.mercadolibre.com.ar/org-img/preview/MLA/042005/16157284_176.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; ones. But I guess that's gonna take me a while haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take care, buddies! xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112294557131764490?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112294557131764490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112294557131764490' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112294557131764490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112294557131764490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/08/eggs-interesting-i-dont-think-so.html' title='Eggs? Interesting? I don&apos;t think so'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112248180917659304</id><published>2005-07-27T14:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:15:41.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Caffeinated.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Caffeinated.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey yaaaaaaa! What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm in a great mood today (again) cause I'm gonna go shopping later! Yay, I love shopping! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I figured I should post something here before leaving for lunch. I think we're gonna eat spaghetti today.. not sure tho *lol* It smells delicious.. yum yum *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A friend from uni is leaving today.. she's going on holidays to the US, so I'm sure she's gonna have a great time there =D Too bad she won't be near any of the Backstreet shows.. maybe she could have got me a Nicky as a bday present ='( *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm still reading the 5th HP book.. and it looks like it's gonna last for a while haha.. That's good tho, if I read it too fast.. what am I gonna do afterwards? Ohh I'm thinking too much! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I should be studying for my English exam.. but oh well, this is a way of studying.. isn't it? Seriously, I think I spend more time typing in English than in my own language *lol* There are some new words I have to remember tho.. most of them refered to law, crime and punishment. I have to admit it.. Nick's DUI case helped a lot! Haha =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uh oh.. it's lunch time! *goes to have lunch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Back! Lunch was yummy =P *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh the other day I was surfing the net and I found out &lt;a title="How much am I worth?" href="http://www.humanforsale.com"&gt;I am worth $2,001,650 on HumanForSale.com&lt;/a&gt;.. Funny, huh? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, there's not much to be said.. so I guess it's time to go shopping! Wooo hooo! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112248180917659304?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112248180917659304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112248180917659304' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112248180917659304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112248180917659304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/07/shopping.html' title='Shopping!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112206293510922076</id><published>2005-07-23T19:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T19:46:07.946-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Witches, English &amp; Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Pretty.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Pretty.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooooo! What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As you may know, last Wednesday was Friends Day.. I know I've already said this to all of you, but Happy Friends Day!!! haha =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of course, such an important day needed a proper celebration *lol* So my friends and I went out to have some fun and catch up with all the gossip =P It was a reduced group since we girls went out to a different place than the boys.. it was a ladies night!! *lol* Too bad one of my best friends was on winter holidays. We missed her a lot =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we went to a bar called "Brujas" which means "Witches" *lol* The place was soooo crowded! There weren't any empty tables so we had to wait for a while til someone left the place.. luckily we didn't have to wait too long :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We ate just a pizza, since we were just 3.. (I told ya the group that night wasn't a big one! *lol*). Later that night, we ordered a "giant strawberry daikiri".. it was yummy! I absolutely love daikiris!! *drools*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today it was time for another English class.. and I have to confess, I had such a great time! There's nothing like having a lot of fun on a Saturday morning! haha We were laughing about everything.. it was fun! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The girls and me got together to revise for our exam.. we have to sit for it next week. I think we're all gonna do fine, we just gotta focus on remembering the important stuff *lol* Anyway, I just got home.. I'm kinda tired, but what makes me happy is that I've bought Coldplay's new cd: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0006L16N8/qid=1122158023/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-8730521-6601746?v=glance&amp;s=music&amp;amp;n=507846#product-details"&gt;"X&amp;amp;Y"&lt;/a&gt;. So far, it kicks ass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See ya in my next entry.. or in the comments *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take care y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112206293510922076?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112206293510922076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112206293510922076' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112206293510922076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112206293510922076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/07/witches-english-music.html' title='Witches, English &amp; Music'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112180242473523631</id><published>2005-07-19T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T16:47:04.743-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie &amp; book.. what a culturate person! *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Artistic1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Artistic1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hello! How are ya guys? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm still doing great.. lucky me! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I actually have things to tell ya today.. that's nice for a change, isn't it? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday I went with &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/ninia_camis"&gt;Cami&lt;/a&gt;, my cousin, to see Madagascar.. it was so funny!! Especially one of the songs.. I don't know the lyrics of it in English, cause the whole movie was in Spanish, but I can tell it was hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My cousin also lent me the book "Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix" which I've started to read earlier today. There's something about Harry Potter's books that I love, tho I've never bought one.. mainly cause my cousin was always really kind and lent them to me. Poor J.K. Rowling.. she won't get money from Scoob! =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I'm one Harry Potter book behind but that's not really worrying me *lol* I rather read books at my own pace.. and of course, I have to wait til my cousin gets it! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I'm gonna cut off this entry before it gets too long.. besides, I gotta catch up with a few forums..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112180242473523631?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112180242473523631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112180242473523631' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112180242473523631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112180242473523631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/07/movie-book-what-culturate-person-lol.html' title='Movie &amp; book.. what a culturate person! *lol*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112153985885212899</id><published>2005-07-16T15:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T13:16:08.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't think of a name for this.. *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Happy2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/320/Happy1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hellooooooooooo! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's an excelent day for bloggin', isn't it? *lol* As you can tell, I'm in a good mood today.. a mood for partying! Oh well, I'm always up for one of those =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to my English class today.. cause, ya know, it's Saturday! Is that ringing any bells, &lt;a href="http://misteryyy.diaryland.com/"&gt;Mistery?&lt;/a&gt; *lol* Inside joke, I know.. but I HAD to say something about Miss "slippery-mind" hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I had so much fun today! I can proudly say I've been laughing all morning.. I'm so gonna get kicked out of that class! *lol* Ok, that won't happen (I hope so) but still, my classmate is just hilarious.. too bad he's been missing so many classes =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Wednesday I rented &lt;a href="http://www.thenotebookmovie.com/"&gt;"The Notebook"&lt;/a&gt; which name in Spanish is "Diario de una Pasión". I find it soooo horrible that they translate movie titles in such an incorrect way! As you may know, I'm a perfeccionist, so I want them to be... perfect *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, the thing is that my cousin had recommended me that movie twice (the first time on January and the 2nd last Sunday) and &lt;a href="http://www.the-voice-within.com/mypurplelife/"&gt;Lotte&lt;/a&gt; mentioned it in her blog too.. so I thought I really had to see what I was missing. People, if you didn't see that movie and you're a hopeless romantic who enjoys love stories, then you should watch it! All I can say is that I loved it =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh before I forget, you might wanna take a look at &lt;a href="http://helendrc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Helen's new blog&lt;/a&gt;.. and encourage her to keep on bloggin'! Haha, Helen.. if you're reading this, don't leave the "blogging world" girl! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I guess I'm done for today *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take care, my little butterflies! *Geez, what's wrong with me today? lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love y'all! xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Edited* I had to edit this.. I forgot to put my mood up there! Anyway, it's obvious I'm happy today! haha =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112153985885212899?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112153985885212899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112153985885212899' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112153985885212899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112153985885212899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/07/cant-think-of-name-for-this-lol.html' title='Can&apos;t think of a name for this.. *lol*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112101582635753191</id><published>2005-07-10T13:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T14:45:34.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'>About freedom and... hair *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Celebrating.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/200/Celebrating.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya! What's up people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday was our Independence Day.. it didn't happen much.. just the regular celebrations. Next year is gonna be the 190º anniversary of our independence, so that's probably going to be more interesting *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What was really emotional was that at the zero hour of July 9th all tv channels stopped their normal broadcastings and they all showed one of our most popular singers singing our National Anthem at our "little house of Tucumán", the place where all the patriots got together to declare our freedom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was really nice cause this woman sings not just with her voice, but using sign language as well.. and in the end all people started screaming &lt;em&gt;"¡Viva la Patria!"&lt;/em&gt;.. That's when I got tears in my eyes.. damn, I'm such a softie *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't seem to find a right translation for the word &lt;em&gt;'patria'&lt;/em&gt;.. my dictionary says: &lt;em&gt;native land, mother country&lt;/em&gt;.. but it's so much more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, on a lighter note.. I bought a shampoo that's supposed to make more intense the tone of my hair.. it's special for brunettes, so I'll see what I get haha :D It seems to be more bright and it looks as if the color has been reassured.. but who knows? It's still wet, so I can't tell... *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112101582635753191?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112101582635753191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112101582635753191' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112101582635753191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112101582635753191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/07/about-freedom-and-hair-lol.html' title='About freedom and... hair *lol*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-112026343955587600</id><published>2005-07-01T20:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T21:17:19.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday... celebrate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are ya ready to partaaaaaaaay? *lol* I can't believe I'm finally on my holidays! It seems it's been ages ago when I had some time off to do absolutely nothing.. but from now til mid August, I'm gonna be as lazy as ever! Yay! haha =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Wednesday I went to a conference on &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/consumers/market/files/money/science_shopping/neuromarketing.html"&gt;Neuromarketing&lt;/a&gt;, and I have to say that the topic was really interesting. You should check out the link I gave ya to find out a little bit more... in general terms, it's about the way our brain works when we're shopping and how the differences between sexes can determine what you will buy and when. I'm truly captivated by the topic, and I think I'm gonna buy the book my professor wrote about Neuromarketing cause I really wanna learn more about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been having more time in my hands so I thought I should give a try to make graphix, since I know myself and I love artistic thingies *lol* So I made &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/siggy.jpg"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;, but I got good "reviews" *lol* and a friend asked me to do one for her, so I did this &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/scubadiving69/prettyprincess_siggy.jpg"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;. I ended up liking more the second one! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had so much fun while getting my hands on them, I think I'm gonna keep on doing it now that I have extra free time haha =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I think that's all for now.. take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-112026343955587600?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/112026343955587600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=112026343955587600' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112026343955587600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/112026343955587600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/07/holiday-celebrate.html' title='Holiday... celebrate...'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111997666518855609</id><published>2005-06-28T13:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T14:15:49.956-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back... ALRIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/1600/Happy1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/926/200/Happy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This goes to my audience, all that wonderful people who wants me to start bloggin' again *lol*&lt;br /&gt;Waz up, waz up?? *lol* I'm currently in Holland, did ya know that? Didn't I tell ya? How come? *lol* Before I give &lt;a href="http://misteryyy.diaryland.com"&gt;Mistery&lt;/a&gt; a heart attack (and I really don't wanna do that) I'm gonna explain it to ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now I'm watching the soccer match &lt;a href="http://www.fifa.com/en/comp/index/0,2442,108201,00.html?comp=WYC&amp;year=2005&amp;amp;amp;articleid=108201"&gt;Argentina-Brazil&lt;/a&gt; for the &lt;a href="http://www.fifa.com/en/comp/index/0,2442,WYC2005,00.html?comp=WYC&amp;amp;year=2005"&gt;U-20 World Cup&lt;/a&gt;, which is taking place in Holland. Be proud of us, Argentina is winning 1-0!! Wooo hooo!! What a wonderful goal, you should have seen it! I know.. I'm a girl and, technically, I shouldn't even like soccer.. but Argentina lives for it and I can't be the exception, right? Anyway, enough about soccer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The truth's that I haven't been around bloggin' cause I barely had time to get online.. I've been studying a lot, but hopefully it'll pay off soon.. Next week I'm gonna get my grades, so let's keep our fingers crossed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, Never Gone is absolutely awesome!! If you didn't buy it, what are you waiting for? Go get it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last, but certainly not least, I've added a little advertising to a campaign I truly believe in: &lt;a href="http://www.makepovertyhistory.org"&gt;"Make Poverty History"&lt;/a&gt;. It's important for everyone to be more conscious about poverty, cause it's happening in our world and we must help, in one way or another. Please, spend a few minutes reading about it and spreading the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanx for dropping by, hopefully I'll be bloggin' again very soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111997666518855609?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111997666518855609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111997666518855609' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111997666518855609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111997666518855609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-back-alright.html' title='I am back... ALRIGHT!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111775797936651086</id><published>2005-06-02T21:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:24:25.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops! I did it again... ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nope, I'm NOT Britney Spears! &lt;em&gt;*thank godness..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nope, I didn't marry Kevin Something &lt;em&gt;*ewwwww*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, I've had another Backstreet dream! YAY! &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know &lt;a href="http://noclue4aname.diaryland.com"&gt;Ali&lt;/a&gt; insists that it's my fault she's having Backstreet dreams too.. therefore I'm gonna post a disclaimer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Scooby is in no way responsible for any dreams, thoughts or any kind of mind-alteration. All those things are solely your responsability. It is in no way Scoob's fault that the five men known as Backstreet Boys are incredibly hot, sexy and talented. By entering to this website you acknowledge that you might read incredibly long posts, characterized by being full of references to the Backstreet Boys and making complete no sense. Please, do not blame little Scooby, she is 100% innocent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna tell ya about my dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was watching TV and the boys were on a TV show. I was about to record it, but I noticed those guys weren't THE guys &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;.. They were fake!! Just some silly boys prettending to be them.. moving around with their dance moves. They weren't even singing.. I mean, it was obvious they were just moving their mouths! &lt;em&gt;*Ugh! I can tell ya I hated them! lol*&lt;/em&gt; Meanwhile, I was screaming at the TV, "Those are NOT the boys.. look at those FAKE eyebrows!" =/ &lt;em&gt;*haha! I guess you already know I was talking about the fake Kevvy!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, the TV host introduced the real ones and I couldn't seem to get the VCR to start recording &lt;em&gt;*probably my biggest fear as a proud Multimedia Fan! lol*&lt;/em&gt; The real guys got out by walking over some kinda platform.. actually, it was just like the one on the video of I Want It That Way. Ya know, those stairs that led to the plane.. well, instead of leading to a plane, in my dream they led to a room which was.. upstairs.. duh! Yeah, it was pretty confusing! &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suddenly, I'm at the beach and the guys &lt;em&gt;*the real ones! Yupi!*&lt;/em&gt; were performing right there.. with their feet in the water.. surrounded by a lot of fans. There was a lot of security guards, but they didn't seem to care about me approaching the boys &lt;em&gt;*isn't that awesome? I might have bribed them lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The song they were singing wasn't Incomplete and I couldn't recognise it.. but it was clearly an up-beat song, since they had a beautiful dance routine &lt;em&gt;*BSB's dance moves.. I.. need.. to.. stop.. drooling..*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also remember being really sure that Nick loved to perform at the beach &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt; I think all this has something to do with the fact that I've been watching the Making of I Want It That Way.. yeah, that's gotta be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, that's it.. it was very weird but it's a Backstreet dream, I wouldn't expect it to be any different! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, Ali.. it's not MY fault.. it's THEIRS! I think we have a Backstreet overload..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111775797936651086?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111775797936651086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111775797936651086' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111775797936651086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111775797936651086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/06/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops! I did it again... ^_^'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111645124850812317</id><published>2005-05-18T17:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T17:41:00.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a dreamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I meant to put this here some time ago, but all of this happened when I was preparing for my exams, so typing this things here didn't seem my idea of doing something relaxing.. back then *lol* The reason of this whole entry is to let ya know what I dreamed some time ago.. it was a weird/funny almost bizarre dream, so I thought it would be nice to share it with all of ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Btw, I'll post my thoughts about the dream between asteriscs. Here I go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was in my English class &lt;em&gt;*hmm.. recurrent place, why is it that I always find nice, good looking guys at my english class?*&lt;/em&gt; and the teacher was asking another student called Gabriela to give her my phone number. &lt;em&gt;*Why didn't she ask me? :S* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A guy sitting ahead of me says something to a girl, and I remember that in my dream I got suspicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a while, the teacher asked me in front of the whole class if she could call me on Sat evenings, to which I replied 'yes'. &lt;em&gt;*And that, ladies and gentlemen, that was weird!*&lt;/em&gt; Then, the guy sitting ahead mumbled something, but I could understand he said something like 'She's gonna pass the class', implying that I had some kinda arrangement with the teacher &lt;em&gt;*Why the heck am I dreaming about that? I've NEVER cheated, never ever!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At that moment, I got so angry that I interrupted the convo with my teacher and told him 'It doesn't mean I'm gonna pass!'. The truth was that the teacher wanted to give me a job in a hospital near my house &lt;em&gt;*but don't ask me why I knew it!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got out of the class and &lt;em&gt;*here comes the lovely/obsessed part of all this dream*&lt;/em&gt; Nick Carter &lt;em&gt;*makes-me-wanna-melt human being lol*&lt;/em&gt; was sitting on a bench singing one of his solo songs &lt;em&gt;*Was he waiting for me? Awwww*&lt;/em&gt; I hug him &lt;em&gt;*Wooo hooo!!! That's right, take advantage of that yummy tummy!*&lt;/em&gt; and sit on his lap, with his legs between mine &lt;em&gt;*Are you picturing it? It was HOT! Haha!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suddenly, a guitar appears and he starts to play it.. but I'm still all over him! He keeps singing and I hold him like that for like.. 5 mins :D Then, he gets up but I'm still hugging him sooo tight.. putting my legs around his waist &lt;em&gt;*Damn, I think I got the hots for lil Nicky.. haha!*&lt;/em&gt; I remember he liked it &lt;em&gt;*haha I don't think he wouldn't.. I mean, he's a man!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally, he ends the song.. and I remember thinking 'He's gonna kiss me when he ends it'. But I woke up, so I don't know if he did &lt;em&gt;*Yuck, why do I always wake up in the most important moments?*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you're reading this now, it means you survived all the rambling up there, so thank you for wasting your time in all this! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111645124850812317?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111645124850812317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111645124850812317' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111645124850812317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111645124850812317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-dreamer.html' title='Just a dreamer'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111602850072018780</id><published>2005-05-13T20:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T21:06:40.240-03:00</updated><title type='text'>What does your birth date mean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feel free to check the meaning of your birth date and post it here in my comments!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #f9d2ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WORD-SPACING: 0.3em; FONT: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: capitalize; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: August 7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #f9e2ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on the 7th day of month gives you a tendency to be something of a perfectionist and makes you more individualistic in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is good at deep mental analysis and complicated reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very psychic and sensitive, and you should usually follow your hunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not take orders too well, so you may want to work alone or in a situation where you can be the boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This birthday gives a tendency to be somewhat self-centered and a little stubborn.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111602850072018780?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111602850072018780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111602850072018780' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111602850072018780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111602850072018780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-does-your-birth-date-mean.html' title='What does your birth date mean?'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111524917010864058</id><published>2005-05-04T20:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T20:26:10.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a song for the unloved...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey! What's up people? It was about time I wrote something here, wasn't it? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know what I'm gonna talk about, so this entry's probably gonna end up being really stupid. Please, excuse my stupidity *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got online for a while today, there wasn't many news except a good bunch of new emails in my account (14 and counting) but I haven't seen half of them which I really should.. there could be something important going on... Anyway, back to what I was saying. I haven't spent much time online lately, I miss my online buddies! But today it had to be different.. I really couldn't keep on studying.. no more things were getting into my brain.. it's full (of nothing, but full). So tomorrow I have an exam. Period. *lol* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And today.. oh today.. well, all I needed was to free my mind a bit, ya know? And who showed up? Mr Cute! Tho right now I would consider to change his nickname to Mr Annoying.. *rolls eyes* Anyway, he came online with his blah blah blah.. I have the feeling that if I've been 19 years without him, that situation can continue a little longer. It's not that I don't like him, it's that he's too complicated.. HE makes things complicated, even more than what they really are.. and right now, right now all I want.. and all I need is to relax, to stop thinking.. to set myself free. And who's the only one who can give all that to me right now? Yeah, you guessed it right! The boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still don't know what I'm doing by writing this here.. I guess I needed to put things down and let it all out.. it's cheaper than going to a psychologist haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take care.. and if you happen to find the right guy, don't let him go away. There are many desperate women in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111524917010864058?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111524917010864058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111524917010864058' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111524917010864058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111524917010864058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-song-for-unloved.html' title='This is a song for the unloved...'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111351838892722590</id><published>2005-04-24T18:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T18:29:32.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wrote something the other night, when I had some time and nothing to do *lol* I hope you like it. Again, thanx for dropping by, you're truly my angels :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh I wanna ask you just one more thing, please join the Official Backstreet Boys i-Squad. Just click on the link I provide you (it's on your right, near the end of the page), and get ready to join a thriving community of fans willing to Keep The Backstreet Pride Alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See ya soon, take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We think there's light behind the shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But is there truth behind lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We know there's sun behind the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But is there love behind hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's hiding behind this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's fighting to be free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why to keep it hidden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why don't we let it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We think a glance can say it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But what's hiding in your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can tell you keep a secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you share it, it'll be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111351838892722590?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111351838892722590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111351838892722590' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111351838892722590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111351838892722590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/04/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111334238832544895</id><published>2005-04-12T18:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T19:13:40.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeeey, I'm homeeee! *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know who is my honey, but I'm back in my blog, typing something again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I go on with my usual rambling entry, I wanna thank all of you for posting those beautiful comments on my last piece of writing. I don't feel I deserve a word of what you said, but thanx for taking the time of reading what I wrote and posting something about it. YoU rOcK mY wOrLd! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been listening a lot of music lately, I can't live without music... therefore I can't study/work/read without music. Wow, this is the fourth time I use the word "music" in two sentences. You see? I told ya I was gonna ramble like I always do! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, the reason why I mentioned music (5th time! *lol*) is that I would like to share with you a really great song from two cool artists. It's from the MTV Unplugged Diego Torres (a great singer from Argentina) recorded for (duh!) &lt;a href="http://www.mtvla.com" target="_blank"&gt;MTV Latin America&lt;/a&gt;. The song it's called 'Usted', and there &lt;a href="http://www.diegotorres.com" target="_blank"&gt;Diego Torres&lt;/a&gt; introduces a cool singer from Argentina called &lt;a href="http://www.vicentico.com" target="_blank"&gt;Vicentico&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please take the time to listen to it.. it's a great song.. actually, the lyrics are really good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take a look at the chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"No olvide que la espero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Don't forget that I wait for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No espere que la olvide &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Don't wait for me to forget you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Si por usted me muero, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(When I die for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me muero cuando ríe, corazón &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(I die when you laugh, heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No olvide que la quiero &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Don't forget I want you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No quiera que la olvide &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Don't want me to forget you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Si cada vez que puedo &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(When everytime I can)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me pierdo en el sonido de su voz" &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(I lose myself in the sound of your voice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup, the lyric-freak is back in town! Oh, I really lost my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, click on &lt;a href="http://s35.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=25FU1YCVP0RT02WQU52L78JIFN" target="_blank"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; and enjoy the song (left click, a new window will open). You can even try to &lt;a href="http://diego-torres-musicas.lyrics-songs.com/lyrics/94488/" target="_blank"&gt;sing along!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all, I don't think there's much left to say.. If you decide to 'taste' a bit of Argentinian music, tell me what you think about it! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111334238832544895?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111334238832544895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111334238832544895' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111334238832544895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111334238832544895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/04/honeeey-im-homeeee-lol.html' title='Honeeey, I&apos;m homeeee! *lol*'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111309305417665187</id><published>2005-04-09T21:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T22:13:23.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back then</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back then, when I was young&lt;br /&gt;When lies couldn't blind us or tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;Back then I thought I had stolen a heart,&lt;br /&gt;But later I found out he had stolen mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he returned it afterwards? Oh no&lt;br /&gt;He took all away and I was feeling cold&lt;br /&gt;Only broken pieces of the one I used to love&lt;br /&gt;Only shattered dreams and years left to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came back and then I forgot&lt;br /&gt;About the way it hurt to let him go&lt;br /&gt;About the way it ached to feel him away&lt;br /&gt;I wish he didn't complete me in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back then I was silly and naïve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back then I was partially blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now... now I'm still naïve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still silly and, most of all, still blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111309305417665187?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111309305417665187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111309305417665187' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111309305417665187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111309305417665187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-then.html' title='Back then'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111211215915743529</id><published>2005-03-29T13:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T20:43:37.453-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna... SHOUT! *lol* - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are happy times for Backstreet Fans. Yeah.. once and again, Backstreet's Back people! But this time, hopefully, back for good. What to say about them that you don't already know? What to say about the way they changed everything I used to be and turned me into this... this... this crazy multimedia fan I've become? You know all I'm about to say already, you've felt it deep in your skin... you still do. Maybe something inside of you has changed (maybe not) but in the end I think I can speak for all of us when I say that I'm proud of being a Backstreet Fan. I'm sure you already heard me say this before, but I'll say it again cause I'm a rebel! Haha.. Here I go: "being a Backstreet Fan is a life style". There, I said it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here we are, waiting for a single to be released. What year is it? Are we back in 1999? The Backstreet Boys are back in the business (tho they never left) and... (ok, I know this sounds weird...) but Hanson was in Argentina last week (:S) which leads me to the following statement: "Geez, we really turned back time". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all the rambling, I didn't mean to be such a pain, really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111211215915743529?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111211215915743529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111211215915743529' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111211215915743529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111211215915743529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wanna-shout-lol-part-2.html' title='I wanna... SHOUT! *lol* - Part 2'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111211016647760188</id><published>2005-03-29T12:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T13:12:49.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna... SHOUT! *lol* - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna shout! Throw my hands up and shout what's this madness all about. All this makes me wanna shout! You know it makes me wanna shout! Throw my hands up and shout what's this madness all about. All this makes me wanna shout, come on now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's time I gave you a propper update, don't you think? It's also time I wrote something I've been trying to kick ahead, if you know what I mean... Why leaving aside one of the most important things in my life? As scary as it sounds it's true. I wouldn't be the same without it... without them. *sighs* I guess we all know what's coming now, don't we? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111211016647760188?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111211016647760188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111211016647760188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111211016647760188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111211016647760188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wanna-shout-lol-part-1.html' title='I wanna... SHOUT! *lol* - Part 1'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111135865756648034</id><published>2005-03-21T18:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T18:59:00.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I spend my days in the emptiness I created,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the dreams I fed, in the hopes I kept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Searching for something but finding a hole,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Looking for meaning and losing it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Where did you go? You weren't here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You crept and hid, destroyed and ran,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You took away what used to be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now here I linger, resisting the pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;reating... dreaming... hoping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Trying to start it all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111135865756648034?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111135865756648034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111135865756648034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111135865756648034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111135865756648034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/03/now.html' title='Now'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111115704823847889</id><published>2005-03-18T11:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T11:47:48.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, it's been long since the last post so I figured it was time to get my hands on this keyboard. *lol* I'm also considering typing everything in english since I feel... attached to it in a very strange way. I dunno if that's the word I was looking for, but it's the only word coming to my mind right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mood's kinda weird today, not in a bad way tho... it's just different. Don't worry, I'm still laughing at everything, it's just that sometimes it's nice to get a bit serious, sit straight and take some time to think... yeah, some serious thinking can't be a bad thing, right? Tho too much thinking is not good either.. and believe me, I know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tend to think about everything, I wonder... I analyse every tiny, little thing that happens in my life. Oh, I can't forget to mention that I always replay scenes. Yeah, I know it might sound odd to some people, but after the day's over and I place my head on the pillow, I start to think of the things I should have said or done. What for? There's no point in doing that! Then why do I do it? Why do we? Does it help? I've been doing it for years and it doesn't. There's always gonna be something I wish I had done, then why to struggle against those perfect situations that I play in my mind over and over again? If only I could change that, I would do it for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"If I did it all again, I'd be a nun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The rain was never cold when I was young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm still young, we're still young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life's too short to be afraid, step inside the sun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111115704823847889?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111115704823847889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111115704823847889' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111115704823847889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111115704823847889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/03/time-to-post.html' title='Time to post'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111092041309495876</id><published>2005-03-15T17:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T18:00:13.096-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta-taaaaaaaan!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so happy! I just added a tagboard to this blog, on your right... at the bottom of the sidebar. Tag everything you want, we can even chat there if you happen to find me online! Isn't it the coolest thing you've ever seen? Hahaha.. Darn it, I sound like a kid in a candy store!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I'm proud of my tagboard. Enjoy it people, I know I will! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111092041309495876?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111092041309495876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111092041309495876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111092041309495876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111092041309495876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/03/ta-taaaaaaaan.html' title='Ta-taaaaaaaan!!!'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11421752.post-111082162612218230</id><published>2005-03-14T14:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T14:34:48.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just babbling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're am I going? It's hard to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still don't know which way to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm lost in disillution, in my own tender confusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Is it right? Is it wrong? Am I weak or strong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How am I supossed to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ou're the one I'm longing for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Give me a clue, show me a sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't let me wandering in this state of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Turn this to an end, bring light to the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And paste all the pieces of what you tore apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11421752-111082162612218230?l=it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/feeds/111082162612218230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11421752&amp;postID=111082162612218230' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111082162612218230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11421752/posts/default/111082162612218230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-is-now-or-never.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-babbling.html' title='Just babbling...'/><author><name>Scoob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555246868369435722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2dMfYEC85Q/S5u5o_MoBsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Iyk-8RysyuA/S220/agus.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
